signs

searching for signs:
looking at the sky for an alignment
of a distant constellation
is one such way.

but also, regard.

the composure of a dive,
stretching these arms to eagle length
before they take a body into flight,
a hovering above water that simply lasts in its moment.

the festivity of a protectionist mother,
a waterfowl daycare scattering along the shore
racing through the calamity of a predatory approach
into obedient line behind the matriarch.

a fish, eviscerated on the weed covered rock,
the hunger briskly quenched of this fresh otter,
cheekily admiring his new star shining brightly
in the eyes of two land-locked disciples.

a toe that has rekindled friends in fingers,
meeting somewhere between offering and devouring,
the stimulant that provokes,
the sign of true, sophisticated love.