Minds Eye; © K Julian 2005

Stirring on the ground with a stick in my side

I open my eyes to see an eagle overhead glide

Sitting up I look around at the unfamiliar land

Gasping at the beauty around me, I stand

Surrounded by a deep wood with leaves as green as grass

And a little ways off, a lake as smooth as glass

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The grass is thick and lush

And in the air is a reverent hush

Breathing deeply, the scent is calm and sweet

And on the ground are tiny prints made by tiny feet

The birds call out a sweet tune of praise

As the lake is hit by the sun's beautiful rays

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I look into the lake and see swimming koi

Who twist and dart in pleased joy

Slight ripples toss the sun's light

Catching a small sparrow in flight

A splash is heard and I turn to see

Two little eyes peeking out of the water at me

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A babbling brook fights its way with a pleasant sound

Over those rocks and around that mound

And out of the woods a fox stepped, lowering its head to drink

A colorful red coat, deep brown eyes, and two paws black as ink

Its soft tail waves in pleasure

Surrounded by beauty without measure

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A rustle of bushes and the fox was gone

Like the rest of his family, they never stayed long

The bank he stood on was now bare

As the brook continued on without a care

Continuing my quest, my hair teased by a breeze

Which reached out to play with the trees

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Turing to my left, I see a beautiful creature

Whose proud stance was his most dominant feature

Blue eyes piercing, head held high

Ears held erect, held to the sky

Silver fur with black and white streaks

His calm demeanor volumes speaks

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Watching him walk, my breath held in awe

As he went in silence, nothing shifting beneath his paw

Across the brook he gracefully stepped

Even as he disappeared, his silence he kept

Into the woods he melted, of his passing he left no sign

Except for the movement of the leaves of the pine

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A knock on the door breaks my dream

And in my eye is the early morning gleam

Mumbling a response, I cover my face

And try to go back to that calming place

When I can't get it back I sit up and sigh

But it will always exist—in my minds eye