White Coyote on My Path
A Poem
I had a
mystical moment
hiking today
taking a break
sitting on
the pine-needled earth
I first heard
the mournful howl
of a coyote
close by
she sang
a few notes
and then
all was quiet
I continued on my hike
and there
ahead on the path
I saw her
white fur
a rare sight
serene in her being
we spied one another
simultaneously
eye contact made
a dog?
no
she was alone
and as she veered off trail
she had that sly
wild gait about her
coyote for sure
cunning trickster
on my path
I was transported
to her world
coyote world
reminding me
of the beauty
of nature
and how to be
wild and free
I felt elated
and continued
on the trail
in awe
with magic
in my heart
feeling like
I had just encountered
a mythical beast
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