Stillness

I didn't expect to see you

I thought I had the morning to myself

The harbor silent; boats just paintings on the horizon

I saw you wandering across the meadow, near the marshlands

You were exquisite; breathtaking

I though you were lost

But that was projection

I was the one bewildered, not sure why I was here

But you made me remember

Getting lost can be a gift to take a deep breath

And observe, you...

One graceful deer staring back at me

Her eyes saying "Be Still"