After a walk in a wood
where I stole to ponder--
where I pondered to steal,
I am refreshed and none
the heavier from nature's booty.
Since the walk, I have
realized this:
something was given to me
somewhere
between the woodshed
and the Southern pond
Now, militarily erected back, I gaze up and
respect the sky knowing there are Eagles.
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