The rabbit comes to the peak and turns,
There is a peak she couldn't climb,
gnashing her teeth and petrified, heads back to the pathway: a pathway she barely survived.
As the predator waits for her, fear serenades the atmosphere.The rabbit is tangled in the web. no chance of escape.
A sudden mighty wind from the south blows, shrubs are everywhere, the rabbit has found a new path.
From the horizon a green pasture emerges.
The rabbit reasserts herself to take the mantle. The journey continues.
Friday, April 18, 2014
The Rabbit's Journey
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