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Out of the blue

the space between us

rings like a bell


as I become

a curious diversion

for two young bucks


oblivious to the perils

of the outside world

swirling around us all.


How I envy such innocence,

rejuvenated for a moment—

yet I lay down to look


through dry stems of feed,

my horns lost in branches,

almost unseen.





We begin
when calves come
trailing their mothers

out of seclusion
to hay—children
added to explore

this old ground,
wind shuffling leaves.
In their eyes,

fresh innocence
and a chance
for improvement.