How

the lone

deer that passes in

the dark near

the path on

which you've

chosen to walk

the owl

who speaks

just before

dawn when

you stir from

dreams

the birds

flying

by your

window

perching on

a nearby

branch and

chirping

cawing

squawking

loud enough

to interrupt your

frustrating labors

all have come

to show you how

to be what you

are here to be

summoned

by your heart

whether you

believe or not