Fawn Child

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Written by dianeperazzo
fawn child of the forest 
never hunted
never chased
yet ever near death’s flight

saint of stillness
silent source of centre 
spark of gut instinct 
dweller in the sanctuary of my deepest longing

together we breathe
this white snow 
cold air 
blue sky moment 
between and beyond

what do you see 
when you look back at me?

you are forever healed 
while I am never healing
my gaze is inward
and yours is infinite

Image: adapted from Wayfair

With gratitude to author, poet and beloved teacher Sylvia Linsteadt.

Inspired by the poem “Vixen” by WS Merwin.

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8 Comments

  2. I enjoyed Fawn Child. I felt the meeting of Spirits, the fragility of Life, You and the Fawn recognizing(?) each as Life, accepting each other’s Life. Forever healed? Innocence? Continuation of Life? Never healing? I send you healing and comfort for your tears, and would sit with you speaking words that would Heal, thoughts that would Heal, Light that would Heal. Thank you for who you are.

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      1. I was very much bothered by your “never healing” line that I Wanted to send healing.

  3. Your words entranced me into the woods …. 

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