The Awful Necessary Dance of Life — Monday, May 31, 2021

The day is full of such amazing, unexpected, delightful sights

Little sightings, fluttering softly on the edge of our every day

Elusive, searching, trotting here and there

A bright golden/red spot moving along — just over there

Sometimes running in a quick and fast tightly wound sprint

A blur of spun gold with a lush bushy tail. 

Time is always spent in the pursuit of food

The minutes the seconds, the hours

The pause…so still…the birds are silent


One life-giving up living for another.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,