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.