There was a flash of tan
and white amid the green
as the trail serpentined
through the woods.
My bike and the doe halted
maybe fifty feet apart,
and her eyes and ears
turned to me as the brakes
chirped. Her tail flicked
as she held her gaze and
the moment stretched,
hands falling off clocks
somewhere as time opened
up into the middle of eternity.
She nibbled and scratched,
grooming like the cats at home,
glancing back up now and again.
She casually fed on leaves,
walking slowly now, leaving
me in her blind spot as
she ambled away and the
moment closed and
time resumed.
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