Rabbit

The rabbit enjoys the garden
While a woven carrot toy
sits under shadowed bars
And rattles hollow
blown by the wind

It is

It shimmers
in reflection
each moments illusion
pieces rising
and falling
fluidity

It sings
without voice
from each movement
and meaning
intrigue entranced
by entire

It sighs
without breath
the relaxing
of action
the triumph of quiet
amongst screaming