Feral

Feral

In the stream a moss-covered log

Can be seen through the morning fog

Deepening pervasive silence

I briefly see a feral dog

Through the field trots a feral dog

Past the shadow of a huge log,

A door shuts, otherwise silence --

In the distance the coastal fog.

Sometimes my mind is thick with fog

Or distracted, a feral dog,

That's when I return to silence,

Silence like a moss-covered log

A tree has now become a log

Wrapped in the gentle, swirling fog

Surrounded by fields of silence

Where soundly sleeps a feral dog