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“Wild”

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The coyotes were loud last night.

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Insane and wild.

Echoing off every wall of this world.

Shattering all silence like rocks hitting thin ice.

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Piercing through nature like an arrow shot through still water.

Haunting enough to make the ravens roosting in my tree-line scatter like mice.

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The strange craziness that can wake a soul from slumber.

Shake a mind, free it, even, from the locks of worry.

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And rattle the very bottom of one’s heart,

To stir up something stuck, and make it thin, so that it may move, boil, and distill pure Love.

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Reminding me that after fear,

Will always come strength,

And passion,

The excited power,

That had been silent like the still night.

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I often imagine a voice that I would like to hear piercing through my silence.

Shouting a message, like a letter, or a book, that gets hand delivered to me,

While walking from my doorstep out to the road.

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Departing from the safe, from the familiar, from the dry, from the warm,

And with a grin, like a Coyote,

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Looking to greet the wild.

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@PHiLo.poema {4/17/2024}