While sitting in tea cup meditation- early

Soft grey clouds at last

No more fire.

I observed this morning’s spirit animal

It was a Willow, walking barefoot with coffee

Wearing white like the cosmos flower.

Nature provides wonder in her many forms

The Willow form like the deer yesterday

Directs my gaze

And I remember how- she only wanted to nurse

Food was not to her liking-

She just wanted breast milk.

I hope to this day that I didn’t break her heart

When we had to stop…

Maybe it was my heart that was broken.

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The Alabaster Sculpture of Willow

Was carved by our Thorn Lake neighbor,

Michael Reardon, many years ago.