by Dawn Pisturino
I see you there, hiding in the brush,
Your tawny colors perfectly blending with nature’s camouflage.
How silently you positioned yourself
To watch me dishing up the food that you take for granted.
I hear you say: “Oh, silly human, I’ve fooled you into thinking
That I need your help to survive — after all, I am called the Trickster —
When really, you need me to satisfy some hunger inside yourself.”
And, that may be true, but I say to you: “Look at yourself, Coyote,
And how healthy you are because of that food. Who’s fooling who?
Last summer, you were nothing but skin and bones.
Your fur looked rough and discolored,
Your belly sunken, your ribs barely covered by thin skin.
You know a good thing when you see it, so let’s continue to be friends.
Please, take my food, and allow me to take spiritual sustenance from you.”
Coyote looked at me with wisdom and understanding and ate the food.
Gabriela Marie Milton
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