A Poem From the Night

my mind
circles the moon
looking
for an entrance

ravens
flutter and fall
like leaves of paper
to the trees below

frogs call
for mating
unceasing
‘til answered

my body entwines
with the dark
coding itself
for another day

a coyote tips its head
to the sky
knowing
the sound death makes

—all point to the way of wonder

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