|  nmilliken | Dec 15, 2006 9:53am | the souls of animals
they wait beyond
time, unknowing,
uncaught in sin and self.
furred, feathered,
leathered,
shelled and scaled,
simple souls
in animate impulse,
follow suns and moons,
waters and winds
without guile.
their bodies breathe
the ancient litany
of tooth and wing,
hoof and fin,
of life to death.
the souls of animals
wait quietly,
content
to have never left god |
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