April 27, 2011Got this from Jeff Hildebrandt today:
He crouches on a grassy perch above the prairie;
Flint eyed, focused where each sunrisebrings with it the
comfort of yesterdays.
He crouches; silently seeking signs
in the cycle of samenessbut sensing sorrow.
He knows tomorrowlong shadows on short grass
foretell an end to what has been.
But for now, he crouches;
as sunrise leads to sunset.
Jeff Hildebrandt © 4/26/2011inspired by a Bob Boze Bell painting.