Autumn Magic poem 7~ All wild things that know us.

Thalia


A song from Coyote
A day of thanksgiving
A history of the land
A call from the wild…

As I meditate upon
The four directions
Of the medicine wheel

My comrades and allies,
Coyote surprised me with a story
One that brought happy tears
To my eyes…

Coyote said,
“I have known you longer
Before you came to this
Native song of life…

I knew you as a child
I smelled you in the weeds
As you fell and rolled
Down tall green grass
as a laughing youth…

I knew your favorite trees
you expertly climbed
I rested near the rocky hills
where you dreamed
Reflecting thin white crystals…

I knew the places where you rode
on a white horse
The rugged trails you blazed
through the large sage mountains
That roll with scented fennel
to the sound of the sea…

At night you heard us singing
I called to you
I scared you
I woke you up
with a screaming ascending yelp
Remember?
Sharing the mysteries of life…

One-night years ago
I walked right next
to the car door of
The man you would marry
I sized him up…
He remembers!

Now the story is clear
I have known you
longer than you
have known of me…

I also sang this story
to the visiting raccoons
remembering you now
as a wild friend
I told them our story
The nature of a life long song…”

All wild things that know us
When we walk in their fields
Or on their hills!

Thanks Coyote…


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