And I rather quiet in the woods
would imagine
a setting sun
could I re-create had once before
our then begun.
Would I when I walked
those loyal footsteps by my side.
An animal has no provision
for questioning the moment
except to walk ahead,
their’s is not
a conscious lament.
When then now this
today
we could just might
examine all the why
to hold a conscious reckoning
inside a brilliant sky.
If she might see beauty in her soul
we in faraway glance feel forever whole.
Scott F Savage 3/2021