Cuddle Bugs (A little poem March 11th 2009

A little bug wanders
Under a flower canopy
A blanket of Color
And light

He searches

Behind every blade of grass

Behind every small rock and pebble

He is looking for something

.. ..

The weather changes

The light fades

Rain begins to fall

The little bug scurries

Hiding underneath  a rock outcropping

He huddles into a ball trying to stay warm

.. ..

The rain storm continues

Water begins to fill in his little hiding place

He moves back closer to the rock

Bumping into something

Someone

.. ..

She unfurls from her little ball

Their eyes meet

She blinks at him

He blinks at her

The water is filling up their hiding place

The embrace forming one little ball

Holding appendages

.. ..

The water sweeps them away

Trying to hold them apart

But the little bugs hug

Eyes locked in a knowing stare

The float in the little river of water

For miles they embrace

.. ..

Finally the river of water slows

And then comes to a stop

The sun comes out and dries the land

They release their embrace

Glance at their new surrounding

.. ..

They sit

Under a flower canopy

A blanket of Color

And light

And they embrace

They are Cuddle Bugs

.. ..

BAC 03/11/2009