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Jul 2017
Caravanning inside night,
I drove home.
Full moon shinned brightly.
Stars hung high illuminated.

The quiet coated ears,
as touched by natures glory
a deer tall and regal
poised itself.

We met eye to eye.
His eyes sparkled in mine catapulting me
into feelings of oneness.
His deciduous antlers grew to heights
weaving a tapestry to become one with trees.

We met eye to eye.
His presence, a form of beauty
catapulting me into gratitude for natures ally.
His breath, smoked inside night breeze
bonding with my inhalation.  

In an instance he ran off,
leaving his antler tree-like branches behind
and me to marvel at the gift I saw.



StarBG © 2017
Inspired by a sculpture I saw of a deer at night
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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