All day long the squirrels have been worrying a path in front of the window.
Eyes to the earth and moving cautiously,
the weight of their coats, heavy.
The long path is ice-covered and worries my pace.
Moving cautiously, eyes to the earth
the weight of obligation, heavy
The sidelines and worrisome obligations we acquire
keep us earth bound and lacking in caution for the care of our true gifts.
Assent’s price, heavy.