Taking a Walk

Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

The turkey vulture’s rocking,

dihedral shadow crosses over me,

the road, the meadow, the mountains,

and a future

that can only be scripted

by those aspects of me

apprenticed to longing.

My feet proceed:

One, two, three four.

One, two, three, four,

Like someone has told them

that what is at the end 

of this journey is so 

worth the

effort.

Upon my approach,

a pair of brown thrashers rise

from their dust bath

cup,

emptying the Earth body

of their bodies.

I kneel and finger the

lingering warmth. 

Do they know that I look

upon their effort to rid

themselves of parasites

as a hand gesture of

the Beloved?

This is what it is all about,

isn’t it?

How we choose to See things.

© 2012-2015/Jamie K. Reaser

Published in "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life" (www.hiraethpress.com)

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