Encounter With Fox in Lane

I was walking along,
Thinking of death and dying,
When turning a corner was,
A fox. I’m not lying.

He stopped. I stopped and
We thought the same.
He looked and I looked.
I wished for his name.

He glanced to the side as I
Stepped to the left.
Giving permission to pass.
I smiled; felt bereft.

He thanked me for freedom
And giving him space.
I took his wild joy
As I looked in his face.

Song form

Verse 1


I was walking along,
 Thinking of death and dying,
 When turning a corner was,
A fox. I’m not lying.
He stopped. I stopped and
We thought the same.
He looked and I looked.
I wished for his name.

Verse 2

He looked and I looked, 
Like we both understood,
 Something quiet and wild
 Was stirring the blood.
He glanced to the side as I
Stepped to the left.
Giving permission to pass.
I smiled; felt bereft.

Chorus

Oh, fleeting soul in the wild unknown,
 We met for a breath, then walked alone,
 In your eyes, something untamed and true,
 And I swear for a moment—I ran with you.
Oh, quiet grace in a world so loud, 
No words were spoken, none allowed,
 But in that space, something passed between,
 Like a life half-lived in a moment unseen.

Verse 3

He thanked me for freedom
And giving him space.
I took his wild joy
As I looked in his face.
There was no need for sound, 
No need to explain,
 Just a flicker of life 
In a world full of pain.

Bridge
And maybe we’re all just passing through,
 Strangers with stories we never knew,
 A step to the side, a moment to share,
 Then gone like a whisper in open air.
If I see him again, will he remember me?
 Or just another shadow he once let be?

Final Chorus

Oh, fleeting soul in the wild unknown,
 We met for a breath, then walked alone, 
In your eyes, something untamed and true,
 And I swear for a moment—I ran with you.
Oh, quiet grace in a world so wide,
 Two different paths that briefly collide,
 And though we parted without a sound,
 Something in me is still fox-bound.

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