driving home
i caught a glimpse of seven deer
in the dusk—
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looking back
not a word was said, and yet
so many eyes
I’m glad that I slowed down….all eyes were on me. It was too dark for that picture. This picture is of a little deer I glimpsed in the woods one day. It was looking back at me the way deer seem always to do whenever I look at them. This may be true for you, too. I wonder, could it be that this deep looking is offering something important for us to think about, or are the deer simply slowing us down for a quiet moment or two.
