And when the time comes,
he steps gently, ever so carefully,
so as not to cause a single leaf to stir.
Not a breeze can alter his determination.
An unheard noise ... and his taunt body springs.
What caused this action, breaking his stance?
A mouse? Bird? A snake! ... I hope not.
What was in his mind this morn,
so determined his cause?
He chased the wind?
He stops ... stands,