Narrow in flight,
the fox sails through the night.
Soundless and sleek
who knows what he seeks:
a mouse,
or a den
safe from rain and wind?
Who knows where he goes:
just here
or far there?
The fox sails through my lights
and out of sight.
Friday, October 24, 2014
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