As the Sun burrows No.16
Vigil No. 14
Above ground, bear sat at the window,
all had left him save possum, who slept during the day.
He had once been fat and full of muscle and fire.
He was loved and his days were full of blackberries and honey, milk and laughter.
But now in these days, he was thin, and the cold wind went through him like a thread worn bed sheet.
He was exhausted.
And he sat in the shadows of the house
Looking through its black windows
At a burrow he could not fit in
Gazing at the warm light spilling from it
And his sunken eyes shone with mirror light
Bear held up a mirror in his left hand
Bear held up a mirror in his right hand
Between them
He appeared as an echoing image
And a hallway was formed
And as he peered down it just beyond his own face
There was another
Far off and down
A silver bell sounded from somewhere unseen
A hand came forth from the shadows
And rested on bears shoulder
He startled badly at the touch and sound
And began coughing violently
He spasmed and retched
Nearly falling out of his chair
He finally bought his breath wheezing
There in the black
Slumped and half balanced in it
He looked behind him
And for only the briefest of moments
The retreating visage of a Fox
Was swallowed by the shadows as he stepped back into them
And then the room was silent
And empty
Save for Bear
Who’s eyes glowed unfocused and wide but unseeing
And blood hung from his quivering lip
SIGH No. 16
Let us not go seeking what we cannot in truth be at peace with
Let us not put our eyes to what we cannot help or change
Let us not look into the mirror for selfish reason
Let us not gaze into ourselves
Or gaze long at our ideas of the other
Only to be left destroyed
For it is all false
And easily changed
Just as we think we are at peace or have it solved
Fox will tilt the perspective just so
And all is suddenly lost in what seems chaos
Only look into the mirror with purpose
Purpose, choice and action
For passiveness
Vulgar Curiosity, seeking of validation or over vigilance against assumed and imagined enemies will rip apart the garden
And snuff out the candle
