Knowing
By
Lisa A.Williams
The animal
knows the dark,
two eyes
keen with insight
Soft padded feet step
lightly
trackless white, only instinct
leads the way
It can taste the
familiar
hear the old earth
bound songs
the beating urging
onward
facing forward
Human-
always pursued
by itself
lost to the songs
until
a break in the beat
leaves a cold want
to know,
what has been
forgotten,
finding itself
filling white space-
Tracks in the snow
leading the way home.
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