red sun rising in the east,
casts its rays through
tall straight trees,
leaves full and green
stand high above.

still cool,
three small deer
with small velvet antlers
stir and wander away.

rust and red
copper coats of summer,
already turned grey
to match the
mute & subtle colors
of winter woods.

we stand,
we five.
watching one another
my four-footed friend
wishing to take chase.

red sun in the east
continues rising.
a quiet and sacred
waning summer morn.