we all give mixed signals now and then.
love sees past
wheels
and
clothes
and size.
each step of the way,
there you are jumping before me,
teaching
with
each hop.
be careful, little lizard!!!
you have chosen a risky perch to sun upon!
On this leaf
i am tall,
high above your head – well – almost…
but as i look into your eye,
why do you feel so very small?
if we are one under the sun –
who is to care
which bird eats us?
we all are food somedays.
speckled paws came and danced in my heart
today
while it was breaking.
thank you, for reminding me
of so much
Love.
near
or far
i see You!
touch
paw to hand.
touch hand to heart.
it never ends once you start…
ocelots are arboreal,
but we are cutting down their trees,
and stories about of domestic cats climbing to safety in pines and oaks,
only to be rescued by fire departments in small towns everywhere.
thank heavens not all cats who climb in trees
need to be rescues by firefighters.
some need to be rescued by us…..
even if they live in Belize….
Are you trying to trip me up?
no! i’m not!
i want you to pick me up!!
you have legs
but you do not always run…
We have wings,
but we do not always fly.
why is it so odd to you that we are walking?
it is a lovely day!
Ministry of Animals 