Desire

Posted on April 24, 2019 by eteal

The cat eyed the lizard.

The lizard did not return the gaze,

But simply sat still

Until the desire to flee had passed.

A soft breeze carried the scent of jasmine and gardenias.

The cat sauntered off.

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About eteal

Reverend Teal is a minister, chaplain, artist and storyteller. She specializes in the human-animal bond and all its healing aspects.
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