Tranquil

Sharp small noise and

sudden movement!

Red, small shadow

catch my eyes.

I look down

from the horizon,

bring my mind

to here and now. 

A little face –

a buxom chipmunk,

is looking up

into my face.

A single moment

of fixation

we lock our eyes

then it moves on.

One second… two –

it took the creature

to unconcern itself

and vanish in the bush.

And now I’m back

to the horizon…

the sky, the universe,

the author of it all.

Now I can feel the pulse

of the little chipmunk,

adjoin my slowing one with

a racing little heart.