Where for Art Thou Mourning Dove


The call of the Mourning Dove
Comes
Three times Three times Three times
Then is silent
I listen for its calling to begin
Again
As it does time after time
But now Silence
Just far off rumbling
Of traffic
On El Camino Real

In my craving
To know all of everything
The thoughts and feelings
Even patterns of behavior
Of people I know
I love
Do not know
Only read about
In blurbs of news
From my iPad
And so I do not find it
Odd
That in the natural order
Of things
I want to know
Why
The Mourning Dove calls
Three times Three times Three times
Is silent
Then either calls again again again
Or I would guess
Flies away