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.