Picture: Sun Fox by Crista Forest
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Alert.
You call me out
And deliver your message.
Untamed dog, silent as the night,
Whisky-ambered,
Unseen and unforeseen citizen
Of Edinburgh.
No memories of the jolly forest
And its domestic fragrances;
No worries for the metal boulders
Sliding loudly on the cold pavement.
You’re only here
And now.
Weird lights radiate yellow and orange;
Humans stroll around
In search of spirits,
In order to lift their spirits.
“Align to your wildest intuition,”
You tell me.
“Be here,”
You tell me.
“And follow me
To the last drop of blood pumped in your heart,
And beyond.”
Herons
