Coyotes roam our neighborhood. They were here first. They eat rodents, rabbits, cats and yes, little dogs. They scale 7 feet tall fences and have no concept of what property or pets are.
When I take Max out before bed I check the side yard to make sure it’s safe. Max doesn’t seem to care. It’s a bit daunting for me.
When I came across Pat’s free verse on her blog I was reminded that all of God’s creatures, all of us, are simply trying to survive in a land that has become artificial, indifferent and unfamiliar. And . . . I reminded that the coyotes were here first.
Posted on August 27, 2011 by Pat Cegan
I will howl for all who fail
to see the beauty that surrounds them,
howl for those dying of hunger
while others spend money to lose weight,
howl at the indifference, often
more deadly than hate.
I will howl because my voice
longs to merge with others in a
song of sweet surrender to who
we are and who we are becoming, a
howl that celebrates life. Amen!