C. J. Sage
California. USA
Fence jumper, yet devout avoider of low obstructions in your path, water walker you are not.
Your mild way is counted,
follow-the-leader, and by coveters your wooly coat is woven.
Gate gazer (your herds
from highlands & countrysides),
the flesh is culled from your soft carcass.
o shyer away from shadows,
decliner of darkness and loud address, bearer of bell at the throat,
you are all ascent and incline toward the sunlight. You walk away from haste and toward stillness.
At rest alongside the greatest beast, your belly is to the earth,
and your little ear.