Dear Hunting

Dear Huting

I watched her last night
Dear hunting deer
quietly stalking
illusive prey
and in the watching
reality struck
her lens
her passion
she looses herself
in the adventure
with pride
I watch
the evolution
as she finds
her voice
her wings
her freedom
through the shutter
and lens
I know the feeling
of losing herself
to the freedom
she in pictures
I in words
the universe
falls away

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