The Way of The Way is Revealed

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I didn’t know my way,

When I set out this morning,

Turned out there was no need,

Because I was led.

***

As I chose my own way,

The buzzard, she chose me,

Flew over my path,

And drew me to her.

***

‘This entrance’, she said,

This part of the forest,

Just follow my lead,

I won’t steer you wrong.

***

So I let the dogs loose,

And I hardly see them,

They exit so quickly,

Merge into the bush.

***

My eyes follow

Her recent path,

My footfalls fall with me.

I can only trudge, as she has floated.

***

I don’t have to wait long,

She lingers for me,

Perched on a birch,

As bare as is stark,

***

So I can’t mistake her

For a flurry of leaves,

Or a tangle of branches.

She is clear.

***

I fancy she turns

Her head to look at me,

Beckoning …

***

But before I go to her,

A pair of crows,

Announce their pairing,

With a rough caw-cawing.

***

They swoop an attack

Driving this temptress

From their treetop home.

***

One pursues her,

The courage of a wild thing,

Across the wayward scrub.

***

The trees look on,

I look on,

Stunned by display,

Of aerial manoeuvre,

And heart stopping bravery.

***

She is chased from this place,

And I give chase too,

Though no longer seeing,

I feel her,

I hope her.

***

But she has completed

Her morning’s task,

To draw me deeper,

Into the woods.

***

And so she has vanished,

Just like a ghost,

And I am left wondering,

In my wandering.

***

Did I imagine

The entire thing?

Or have I been called

By my power animal?

***

With lessons of beauty,

Truth, Independence,

A fierce wildness,

That leads as it sustains.

A desire to inspire … Find me and my books at http://taraheavey.com/

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