nature

showcasing the beauty of our natural world

Childhood

Rover

Head bobs gently,
to the beat of the rattle of the wheels against the road.
Calm, calm, calm.
I don't know where I'm going.
Rather- I do.

It's a road trip. Of course I do.
Still I am swirling in a world of endless possibilities....
thinking to what we could do,
here in this tattered, half open car.

When we stop by a forest, I could be a bear.
My quiet sensibilities could convalesce into the one,
singular sound of my breathing,
and my paws against the rock.
A timeless, senseless beat.
My own rhythm continues, sounding steadily
in the heart of the forest, the trees, the ground beneath my feet,
of the eagle, whose eyes are sharp and whose wings are steady,
holding fast against the wind.

When I take my camera in my hand I can create my own quiet beat too.
Clicking the shutter slowly, quietly, then rapidly, a blur.
Smiling at the movements my fingers make and their catharsis,
noticing how with each energy wasted I make more in exchange
As I add my own to the beat of the bear, the eagle, my camera.

The beat is fast but It is calm.
Calm, calm, calm.