Young Buck continues,
-In this Sweet Spot; terror sharpens keen wit, uninspired energy becomes calm focus,inconvenience fosters opportunity.
*Italicized words (above) are human words, not known to deer. He has given me poetic license to interpret the best I am able.
Young Buck and I are zoologically different, but he is teaching me about myself. He vibes,
-Know yourself. Exercise choice. Trust your heart. Stay in your lane. You drive one of those car-things, don’t you? Do you understand metaphor?
He is a bit of a smart-ass but I owe him the gratitude of my heart. He cares not what I speak, but watches my actions and senses my heart essence.
My equine brothers watch me watching Young Buck.
Chief approves of my new liaison and I see his eyes full of luminous pride.
-Yo, sister, you’re coming along nicely! Human words can be misinterpreted and are often false; your actions in congruence with your heart are the real deal.
Geronimo backs up his rump to me.
-Young Buck is my brother, but he is over yonder. Scratch me. I’m here, now.