This Moss is her Island

This moss is her island,
its dewy green
lends spring to her
take off.

She’s running on shadows.

K. S. Moore

These days, I am always inspired by my daughters and this micropoem came into being following a walk with my two year old.  She has a wonder for small details and a patch of moss on the path drew her attention.  She stood on the moss for a long time, as if it might hold some kind of power, then she ran on, following her shadow to a new destination.

Although the figure in the picture above is not that of a little girl, there is still a freedom about the scene that echoes the feeling expressed in my words.

Photo credit: Foter.com