The wind whispered my question to the deer grazing close by. She, who is swift to foot within a patient and free spirit. He opened his eyes and stared intently into my eyes. The Deer stopped its grazing to hear my words. She stood perfectly still, looked suspiciously around,then spoke to me.
Man is a weed grown loose with strife.
Man asks too many questions and seeks the answer to himself. The Deer seeks to fill the hunger in its belly and to bare her young within the forest that she is apart of. Deer see the glowing in the great blue rise and drop and the Deer know it will rise and drop. Each time Deer see it anew. The Deer asks herself.