The dry gold grass pulled my car over Sun setting, a miracle over the mountains Dark and strong Purple thunderbolt slicing the sky Took my breath away Gathering gold quickly Filling my hands and heart with earthen gold From the dirt The bouquet huge, but light A deer runs by and steps ahead to eat ten feet or so away We become still in the meadow Me holding the gold She eating it Days pass and we talk silently Turning, she leaves, then stops and walks over to me Our hearts talking I reach out and she touches me with a nose bump kiss Bumping my hand a few times I am being very blessed beyond here I place my hand on her very warm head We stand in the meadow Holding A bouquet of gold in one hand The other hand on her head, caressing her ears Days pass again Waiting here She and I I am deer We are one Cars and people pass And we stood till dark