Seeker

Blog 484:

At sun up
Or when lights turn on at dawn
She jumps out of bed
Again ready to play and explore
Night’s rest revives her
Day’s brightness excites her
There she goes a-running
Down the narrow hallway!
Soon … she fits her pliant body into a cubby hole
It emerges on the other end in a rush
She begins to seek as hunters do
Observe her haul a fallen twig
Or pull out a bent bush branch
And like a spinning wheel
Dance with her find
Until she tires and falls flat out!