Love and Death in the Late Afternoon

A dark shadow circles overhead, moving
from tree to tree in the afternoon light.

It may well be a large Red-tailed Hawk.
They often hunt in these woods.

Suddenly, like a stick of chain lightning
from a spotless sky, a taloned predator dives
swiftly down to scoop up some small creature
basking in the late afternoon warmth, loving
its next-to-last moment on this good earth.

Slowly, mindfully, you sip the bitter tea —
so very much depends on it, so much
more than words can say!

Some element that broke into two parts of itself
long ago is now being mended into one solid thing,
it is coming up from the ground like a rainbow
arcs over a mountain when it is raining but
the sun is also shining through it.

The Hawk with its hapless prey are soon transmuted
into the kind of light that makes invisible worlds
suddenly visible, not like a ghostly apparition,
but like the freighter we all feared was lost,
but now is sailing through the lifting fog
into port with its cargo of bitter tea.

So much was depending on it,
more than words can say!

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About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have several other sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: http://www.pbase.com/1heart Essays on the Conscious Process: http://theconsciousprocess.wordpress.com/ Poetry and Prosetry: https://feelingtoinfinity.wordpress.com/ Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: https://westernmystics.wordpress.com/ https://freetransliterations.wordpress.com/ Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: https://spiritguidesparrow.wordpress.com/ Thank You!
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