Foxes

Foxes dance their way

through the landscape

Luring our gaze 

as far from the den as possible

Slime molds slide 

their neon lace

Seductively over the surface

though usually underground

Stars shine light so bright

crossing billions of years of space

Yet we can only see them

in the dark.

People often seek to find

But it is rarely what we do

I think of all the things I so need to say

And cant seem to push words out of my mouth