Aug 08, 2012 05:39
coyote
yips at the moon until her heart is light
and the moon smiles back at her
the land gives the plants
something to hold onto when the rain comes
and gives them just enough to keep them
from giving up
the hare and the deer and the little things eat the plants
and dance underneath the sun
while coyote keeps company with the moon and her stars
when the life goes out of the hare and the deer and the little things
coyote takes back the life and uses it
to cry joy to the moon
who smiles down
and coyote's heart is light.
poem,
writing