The Next Step

Imagine,
A foggy stream in a wilderness unknown
the run of water, the song of distant birds,
the early morning air, the absence of man
everywhere.
The silence that is not silent surrounds
the crush of pine needles, the swish of
the grasses, the delicate steps of the deer
as the morning passes.
The softness of light, the downfall of dew,
the hallowed moments between the present
and the next, a movement in shadows
the bear splashes into the stream, the flash
of the trout, the minutia of this
dream.
The silhouettes stark against the water
softened sky, the smell of cedar, daisy,
oak and time. The feel of the wet rocks
slick in the water, the rush of the chill
the quick swim of the otter.
The twisting paths through the trees,
the clearing nearby, the shelter of the glade.
the whispers that you think you can hear
the complete loss of fear.
The rustle of the underbrush as some creature
moves to retreat, the crush of space, the
next step comes when the picture
becomes complete.

copyright mv2 studios 2016


credits to Virtual Dreamer and Brad McBride for the video.