Her April Dog Walk: Sijo VI
She leads her dogs beside the running river, or they lead her
Down a footpath well worn with anticipation of the unknown
Her April Dog Walk, manifest of imagery, banquet of beauty.
Each sunrise an exquisite truth of its own, sol silhouette
of human perception, sight of smell, taste of texture, touch of truth
is in the tree bark, or flowers waiting to be seen, or not.
She leads her dogs gently beyond peripheral experience
that inner connectiveness of silence sharing, love enfolding
the earth’s shadow in a brilliant pallet of her own light.
Karen K. L. Espaniola April 8, 2012
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