Zimbie's Reverie

Today walking along the road I secretly sent out messages to the deer.  There are hunters in the woods.  I know some people choose to hunt and some deer sacrifice themselves to the hunters but I just wish them all safe and so I whisper out into the woods tread quietly, leave no hoof prints, blessings little friends.  Then I think that's a good way for me to be too.  Tread quietly, leave no foot prints, sending out blessings. Yes, a good way to move on the earth right now.