I know whagt it means to be

STARTLED BY GOD!

I was in my writing room, having a cup of morning coffee. 

The day was grwy and rainy 

 and my pen was stuck on the page.  

I looked up and there she was....

....standing stark-still under the rain soaked leaves that hung on drooping branches.  Not a muscle moved--perhaps a slight twitch of nose.

My breath caught....  

I stood-up  quietly and moved  stocking-footed for my camera.

  

what a magnificant creature---a Soul-sister! 

Beautiful and sleek in her summer coat 

with  large brown doe eyes.  Just watching and listening.

I stand as still as she, my heart pounding in joy, as I slowly focus in.

Wait!  Her head is behind the leaves----

I wait for her to move just a little.

There!

Click...click...click.

Then she slowly begins to move toward to grassy field/  She turns on looks and with a slight flick of  tail, seems to say, 

"So long--see ya' soon." and then disappears behind the Honeysuckle bush

The moments we shared together were but few.

But this love affair remains...connected in a heart-space.

I turned back to the work at hand and noticed 

a tearful flower.

"Why do you cry?"  

"Are you sad that your season is coming to an end?"

  "Please don't cry--you have lived a life of beauty and given much love."

The seasons and I are in the autumn of our lives.  

But the door remains open for many hours to come.

 And I continue to live in possibility.