Nature's Heartbeat

Across in the meadow the animals stall As away in the distance the farmer does call To the old sheep dog "Shep" "Away, come around" The sheep respond cautiously All milling no sound The evening shadows lengthens Tangibly a stillness descends As nature's heartbeat changes Chickens in alarm A scurry of farmhands There's a fox on the farm Evading capture, in triumph he gains Deft in his movements His prize he contains The farmer's gun up to his eye Assuming the stance Heaves a heavy sigh Seeing his prey disappearing Nowhere to be seen As darkness creeps over where the fox has been.