Two Amigos

As I scurried down my path

flustered-
stum bling-
dis/com/bo/bu/la/ted & out-of-joint-

two dogs —resting— on a bed of grass

still
together
present (in life)

. . . bathing in the day . . .
darning in each moment . . .

One said, with dark gentle eyes,

"slow down (dear one)

to strive is not necessary, but to

lie
in the grass
with a friend,

tis."