The Mouse and Me

29 Oct 2008

·Tharhawk

On an early spring morning when I was a’strolling down through the low rolling hills I saw a mouse sat atop a rather large stump. “So peculiar,” voiced I, “that such a little guy would sit so simple-like watching me without so much as a wisp of fright.” Indeed, quite an absurd notion given a manner of mad commotion where with rising incivility I yelled quite loudly, “SCAT!” but the mouse simply sat. Confused, I said in vain, “What sort of insane madness do you posses?” Of course, I was again ignored and yet, now suddenly fascinated, I drew closer until I was just within reach but instead of reaching out, I paused in consideration, and warned, “Repent and run but I dare say, if I repeat I will be done with you.” There was still no reaction as if I believed there would be as if a beast would give pardon and dazzle me with its wit and charm by speaking, “Excuse me good sir I was predisposed. A moment please and I will be gone.” All of a sudden I began to think it would be cruel to scare the fellow off and so I sat nearby for a moment and said nothing. “You know, little guy, at times I feel like you and I question ‘Why?’ what makes me so much less? In effect, you are me and I am you.” With that said, the mouse rested onto his haunches. “Madness! You are mad, I say.” But he reacted no more and so I calmly proceeded, troubled, but otherwise unaffected. “Sometimes I fear our place in society is only the choice of others whose opinion is vested merely by the merit of the majority. Such false ideals and blatant actions of the ignorant are not tolerable. Am I so ignorant then, so blind That I will fall into The chaotic eye of injustice And never escape. No, I think I will move on and let be those I can destroy at whim.” So, I stood and retraced my steps and calmly proceeded on my walk happy, as well, as proud for what I had done. A few feet down the trail, I turned only to see the mouse was no longer there. Laughing I looked away and thought about the mouse and me, and how confusing life is. For a time I knew that was all I was going to think about but I had plenty of time and a long walk ahead…

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Tharhawk

I am a avid climber and skier who lives in Washington State. Much of my free time is spent in the Cascade Mountains. You can see more about me here: www.alpinestateofmind.com More poetry at cascadepoet.blogspot.com

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