In the Moment

From pastures wetted by recent rains,
     a mist rises into the chill
          of morning air
as if an earthly breath
     exhales condensing steam.

Beyond grazing horses, a wooded scene fades
     drawing me into a moment
          of eerie beauty
where the past no longer exists
     and the future has yet to be.

                               Polk Street Review, Vol. 3, 2013

Hippo in a Salad Bowl
Tanzania-2014
by Jeter Skeet