HONEY IN THE HOLLOW

Bear's been here.

He found 

the honey
in the hollow.

He is resting now

in his cave

of introspection.

The truth

of what he knows

moves through him

like a creek

cascading

through a forest

or into the eye

of Dreaming

itself.

Bear's hunger

is slowly filling

with silence,

a silence

as large as a lodge

of golden light.