Watching a small rabbit cower in the brush, I think about you. Will you grow up and think of yourself as predator or prey?
I’ve had two rough days in a row. Yesterday, I was unable to get out of my head long enough to write a small stone. Thankfully, I was able to write one today. I am hoping to make up my Thursday small stone either Saturday or Sunday. Weekends are always better for creating, for me.
This micropoem is part of A River of Stones International Small Stone Writing Month, hosted by Fiona and Kaspa. The goal of the project is for participants to create one small stone (a recorded moment of mindful observation) each day in July.