A calf and sunshine

40 miles my wheel and emotions

twist and turn.

I miss you. 

Have I lost you? 

Am I doomed to ride this merry-go-round 

of struggling enlightenment and darkness?

To the left,

A group of pearl white cows shuffle in the 

Tall waving grass

On a miniature pilgrimage.  To where?

The pace of the herd dictates it is nowhere of particular excitement. 

But then I see her

Trotting up from the rear. 

The one calf,

Small and fluffy,

Excited to see where the herd is heading.  

She is searching for that brisk wind and

The sting of the grass on her skin as she hustles

To the head of the pack.

This moment is everything. 

Blinded by sunlight and tears, 

Do you feel me now?