The quest for balance
Every child loves a see-saw, right? Not me.
I always felt afraid when lifted high on the see-saw, my feet unable to reach the ground. I also hated the other half of the experience. Hitting the dirt too hard, the jolt running up my legs.
Even as a child, I…
Tender and complete
So the red bird transfers
from his bright beak
a newly-plucked berry
to his elegant mate
which she accepts
with simple gratitude
and if, in this entire world,
there is any interaction
more tender or complete,
I have yet to witness it.