A SIMPLE MOMENT

to be an observer of a day, a simple moment
it takes time, as i stand still; frozen
on this morning, it's so cold, i can  see
my breath, easily formed, why am i here?
i am drawn to moments, made aware
like a snap shot if you will, of life captured
as it happens, so I am waiting, tucked here
behind a river birch, denude, devoid of
skin-peeled  away by the weather and time
last night i laid out corn cobs and apple cores
in this pursuit, knowing that this morning
would be just right, the light was beginning
to form, a purple delight, with a slice of orange sun
peeking through, as my anticipation was building
i heard a rustling sound in front of me, as three
deer made their cautious approach, a doe, a buck
and a fawn, making their way through the clearing
as they came to the opening of where I placed the food
i watched the three circle around sniffing to be sure if it
was safe, then the buck let the doe and fawn feed first
while the buck kept watch, they stayed aware
until all three ate, then they silently disappeared from view
i kept my distance, no need to approach, my soul was satisfied

by Michael Perry