It takes listening.
It takes noticing a slight motion
of a bird flitting through the trees.
After awhile there is
the faint sound of running water.
Follow that sound.
Move slowly, cautiously,
each step deliberate.
Sit on that small, mossy boulder
still slightly damp from dew.
Let soft, morning air move past.
You’ll start to see–
a caddis fly larvae moves in the silt,
a water strider dimples the surface.
And, over there, what’s that?
A small bird coming to its nest,
invisible until now.
A red-tailed hawk shrills.
Listen…
notice…
breathe.