Thursday, July 7, 2011

Fifth Stone - watching

A bird sits on the fence only a foot away.
I stay still, wait, listen to it sing as it watches me.
After three minutes I slowly walk by.
Unphased the bird continues chirping its song,
watching, watching, watching me go.
I wonder if I am the bird's stone.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

What a fun thing to wonder!