the rabbit & the fox
one thousand miles behind the sun
darkness closes in
ultraviolet rays
fading in the rearview
a temporary illusion
like the fox giving chase
aided by once elusive tailwinds
though the light is faint
love is in constant motion
one thousand miles behind the sun
the rabbit is not afraid of the fox
its purpose ever changing
the pursuer off in a new direction
one thousand miles behind the sun
april two thousand twenty-three
copyright j matthew waters
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This poem was so amazing..
The rabbit was afraid of the fox.
Let’s follow our blogs. Anita
I think the rabbit has no fear; thank you for visiting & commenting on this piece. jmw
wow.
thank you, margaret