by Michael Plante

I paid Attention a visit,
she was sitting on a hillside under a tree
surrounded by daisies and tall grass
wearing a white gown and sunhat.

She was smoking a pipe and blowing smoke rings into the air
which she pushed around the sky with her fingertips
alluding to those that watched
that she was creating clouds across the blue.

First came a rabbit running across the hillside
being chased by a fox that was more interested than hungry,
the rabbit saw it as a game
as did the fox.

The illusion of appearance can only be mastered
by those with more to gain than Attention,
as for the rabbit it disappeared albeit in a hole,
yet the fox was mystified by loss of sight.

Quizzled by deception the fox sat next to the hole
searching for something that was not there,
lucky for the fox his attention span is short
for a butterfly’s flutter drew him away.

As for the rabbit he sat next to Attention
nibbling away at the tall grass
attentively watching the smoke rings rise
into the air from beneath the tree.

Time is a span created by man
it can also be elusive as a rabbit next to a hole,
or if you’re sitting next to Attention
its an old man flying a kite.

Time touches the soul like a kite touches the skies,
it sweeps and sways across the blue
majestically, hanging like a cloud on a windless day
holding Attention’s intentions.

The old man maneuvers the kite from side to side
leaving a trail on the majestic blue
of white that resembles unkept clouds
escaping the illusion of time.

“If what you see is what you get,
then what you don’t see you’ll never get,”
spoke the rabbit of white
as he scratched behind his ear.

Time was silent as he moved across the hillside,
attentive in appearance as he drifted away,
the rabbit thought it was time for another game
as Attention laughed at those that missed her.

I decided that it would be a good time for a daydream
lazily drifting across the hillside of green
Searching for time like the fox after a rabbit
in the void of illusion that was a rabbit hole.

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