Two

Two mountain sheep

Clambered across the rocks

The one ahead

Beckoning the other to

Follow his path

Two ducks

Manoeuvred across the

Mirrored lake

Falling in line

To protect what was theirs

Two trunks from the

Same base

Rooted together

Stretched out in

Separate togetherness

Two clouds

Skipped and swayed

In the summer sky

Merging and dispersing

Forming and reforming

What more signs

Do you need from nature

That for you too,

There is a companion

That will fit

Poem: © Penelope Mavor 2014

image: own