Dance With a Caterpillar
I danced with a caterpillar today. Ours was an accidental meeting. I was strolling the poolside concrete Of conglomerate rock That was secretly embedded within a sacred forest retreat. Me … Not sacred. On the run From God’s intimacy. The caterpillar … Being profoundly itself As it etched its path Across the miniature mountainous terrain. In the stillness of the moment Caterpillar and I met, An unexpected introduction Of worm and wo(man). Me … Enraptured. The caterpillar … Pr
