Irrepressible
On a lulled and certain morning,
it arrives.
A moment steps into the road
and takes everything that once was.
Empty plans drift
while you meet that singular,
tufted gaze
and every thought is upended —
even your own name becomes a question
with a whiskery twitch,
by an uphill flow on furred feet.
As this fierce current glides around
you, a cracked stone in the river,
a rush of recognition rises
in its wake —
nothing can undo
the living earth that binds us,
the timeless spaces
lit
from within.
It is a wild and irrepressible
love
that holds us all.
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This is magical Tricia! I am in awe you saw and photographed this “singular, tufted gaze” from so close. What kind of cat is she? xo
Thanks, Rebecca! This is a lynx. We get to see them every so often. I had never been this close before. I am still in awe!
Wow! What a blessing to see a lynx so close. Your neighborly life with wild beasts fascinates me. Thank you for telling us about it in your exquisite way!