droplets

 To
hear the mans voice
Calling
for his boy inside
 
To
call
 
His
lost dog home,
 
Welcomed
and
Lightened
my mood   it was
My
view of the leaves on the ground
And
the touch of the gentle breeze passing the sun
 
As
I walked on from there, gone
My
dog,
new
meaning
 
His
closeness and colours
Life
for me
As
he moved in his senses
Through
the wet stones and fallen sticks
 
I
slowed my pace and felt at home …                   briefly
Then
my head remembered
the
start
                    of it all
the
beginning _ you remember too
                  we all do
       Just the way it all started
          Amongst the rocks
            Water and sticks