She Hides

ruffed grouse

 

She hides her soul from prying,

pulls invisibility

close, feathered mantle shielding

vulnerable organs. Should

strangers breach her barriers,

happen suddenly upon

her inner sanctum, retreat

protocols dictate complete

withdrawal, complete shut-down.

.

So when she hears her Maker’s

footsteps in the garden, she

freezes, terrified, lest His

x-ray vision spy her here,

naked; not comprehending

a Love without boundaries

or condemnation, she hides.

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This ruffed grouse didn’t understand that I meant her no harm, and beat a fast retreat. Is there a bond between her kind and mine, after all?

Scanner

platycodon.jpg

 

Experience turns her

satellite outward,

scanning,

ever scanning

for anomalies,

places where her

heart might be cut as on

a rusty tin. Adrenalin

on the cusp,

cat-like in its coil,

powers the intake

of data collection

and precludes

any need

whatsoever

to turn the

scanner

inward.