from a hiding place
from a hiding place,
i watch the wildlife
living life.....always searching
my favorite is all of them
they are so free but not so free
they make something so hard to the blind eye look so easy
the wildlife help me to see, without even seeing me, that my life ain't so bad after all
from a hiding place,
i watch the wildlife
living life.....always observant
however, knowing that they can never fully observe everything
they love hard and unconditionally while at the same time being understanding and gentle
they protect with everything in them so willing to die for theirs
they make something so imperfectly challenging look like the perfect piece of cake
the wildlife help me to realize, without even realizing, that i still have so much to learn about living (until i die)
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