Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Hello little mole

Little mole, why are you out here on the road?

How did you die?

Why are you not underground in your mole tunnel?

You look as if you are set to walk down the path, but you are here when I walk past both times, frozen in time and space.

Your fingers are spread out. Your nose is pink. You look alive.

I am sorry you had to die out here away from your mole family. Out here in the cold and ice. I send you prayers little mole.

7 comments:

Cris in Oregon said...

Ah poor thing. It does look like it should be alive. I dont think I have ever seen one before.

Mary Richmond said...

How odd to find it like this. Usually when we find them above ground it's because a predator has left them behind but this one doesn't look like that at all....they're such funny little creatures, aren't they? You wrote a nice little acknowledgement for it....

Lynn said...

Oh, I thought it was alive. How sad. I hope he does not get squished by a car or truck. So sorry for this loss of life.

ANDREA said...

Poor mole, I love their furrcoat. Too sad. I love the words you dedicated to him, they are lovely. Now the mole is in the mole-heaven, which must be lot of earth,no?
Have a fine day
Andrea

human being said...

Oh, Suki....
Shocking! I cried from the bottom of my heart when I read your poetic lines dedicated to this little being.
You masterly created an impressive piece. The title, the picture and also the first questuion you ask creates a happy mood : you see a nice thing and you say hello.

But to our surprise, the reality is something else. Your second question is upon us like an avalanche.....and when we go on reading more, this shock is little by little converted to sadness ... The way you question the dead mole and describe its beauty ... the way you feel sorry ...

"away from your mole family. Out here in the cold and ice"

This part makes this experience something more ... something as vast as the universe: all of a sudden I felt sorry for all the people who die alone and away from their beloved ones .. and I cried. It gave me a beautiful feeling that connected me with all the people...

Oh Suki, your ARE a poet....
You eternalized a simple moment of life.... This is art.

And it was very in line with what I want to write at the beginning of the second part of the Crow's story...Kindred souls ..Ha?

A great, beautiful post.
Namaste

P.S. This is one of my older posts

http://dearteachersatan.blogspot.com/2007/11/happiness.html

Now I'm pondering on 'life vs. death' ....

marianne said...

poor beautiful mole........

Elizabeth said...

Oh this is so sad - beautiful little mole looked so alive, and I am sorry to read that he/she isn't :-(

Lots of prayers for dear little moley - gone to moley heaven I hope (filled with lots of Earth, as Andrea so rightly pointed out!) - and not too badly missed by his family.