Hiking through the reservation wilderness, I see a black bear standing above on the bluff to my left. Then I see the deer standing above on the bluff to my right. I watch them watching each other. I’m nervous to be standing between predator and prey. But I also feel blessed. Everything is gorgeous and dangerous when you love it enough.
Beautiful. And such an accurate description of all those contrasts and how they can actually be the reason we love what we love.
Thank you for so much beauty packed into a few lines. Your poem made my day as your writing often does.