FOR THE ANIMALS
Why does the world at night not see you?
In the fields and in the moon’s light?
Gentle, and taken away from these forests
And separated from others of your kind
Why does the world at night not see you?
Or even in the daylight care about your existence?
I will give you food in the harsh months cold
And without mercy, become the caretaker
And the sacred voice, protect you like you were my own, my kind
Undomesticated & unrecognized by the less
Intelligent creatures in machines
Who do not recognize your beauty and lives
Why does the world not see you?
Protect you?
Because they are selfish and sometimes blind
Lost in a world of their own making
Cruel
And sad
The wind whispers to them and in their hearts
They feel nothing
This is the way
This is the loss of what is all holy
And all that once shined upon us
In it’s own relevance & awe
The cars rush by as time moves swiftly
The roads & highways the divisions,
Graveyards
Where all the dead & bodies lay
Where the night air frees your soul
To another place
Wakan Tanka
~ R.M. Engelhardt©2022
R.M. ENGELHARDT 