Quiet

Spring morning, quiet. One coyote, three deer running in snow. What else have I seen? A sparrow hawk in mid-air snatch a robin, a sharp-shinned hawk catch a rabbit in its talons. A deaf mute in a pear tree. Not one wolverine in Utah or Italy. Nor a famous samurai. A young black bear traverses the lawn in August. Also quarks. Also oaks. Do not disturb its progress! A red fox alert, no limp flows silently across the meadow. First light, green tea. A person thinking epochs and eons. A platoon of chickadees.