The Clearing

Driving through the morning mist,

lost in a fog of my own making,

I startle as three young deer

leap before me.

I shudder at what might have been

and acknowledge what is now

with gratitude.

                                                                            JDG

This entry was posted in poetry.

One comment on “The Clearing

  1. This happened to me last night driving home from art class – but you expressed it so well!

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