I jumped a doe the other day
while walking in the woods.
She didn’t go far.
I saw her stop.

I froze and watched
she did the same.
She knew I was there
we started a game.

She dropped her head
then raised it quickly
and stared in my direction.
I remained frozen.

The woods grew still.
Insects buzzed
and the trees swayed.
We both waited.

I heard the dull thump
as she stomped her front leg.
She peered through branches.
I stayed still.

She snorted loudly,
an unusual sound.
Her eyes searched.
I rested in silence.

Even after she bounded away
I held the pose
and treasured the moment
of our woodland encounter.