Fox
Fox.
A black-tipped tail disappears behind a tree,
Flashes of orange and black until, finally, I see you.
Majestic in a tricksy way, I would like to say I cornered you,
But I know better.
I meet your unwavering gaze.
They say there is no emotion in your black eyes,
Yet,
Knowledge beyond compare shines through the darkness,
Lighting up my world.
I understand now.
Seeming impenetrable walls of lies crumble, revealing the truth.
I see myself. In myself, I see you.
I know now.
We are not separate, but one and the same.
Two beings, two spirits, intertwined, forever spinning, chasing, knowing,
Fox.
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