i want to shiver where your bones do
feel the pain of a field
that was never my own
but yours
or mine to come and dance in it
i am hoping that something holy comes along
that my eyelids
are mistaken for curtains
and we pull them back
and open
to discover
there is still beauty and light
i want to sit in the belly of a whale
and tell Jonah
to be still.
there is a story here.
we could make a future for ourselves
in all this salt and ocean
if we learned to strip
the bad parts off
and become
one part G-d.

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A cry fills the night
the haunting sound, a familiar one.
Carried upon the ribbons of moonlight,
a song that has been heard for centuries,
never changing, yet heralding change.

Generations & tribes of two-leggeds have long since come and gone
and always, across shifting times and People
Coyote’s song lingers on . . .
the melody often strong in our ears,
in other moments, but a distant echo we vaguely hear.

He sings to us of Family and the sacred bond of love.
Coyote asks of us to expand our hearts beyond blood ties
to include all the People
human, winged, four-legged, finned,
as members of our Clan.

Coyote sings to us of Changes to come.
He is Trickster, Joker, the Fool & the Sage.
Both the Wise Master and the Servant of Folly,
Masleca sings to us
that Truth lies within the Paradox

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