The Company of DogsA Poem by EarthriseThose who don't speak, speak better.
I met a dog one quiet day,
And spoke to him, at first as a joke, Forgetting how much he could understand me. He replied in his own language, But I knew the intent was intelligent, So I spoke to him as an equal from then on. We walked through the woods together, And sat by the creek for a while. We became friends, Though, being less perceptive than him, I did not understand a word he said. What is language to us? Why do we prefer animals to other humans we don't understand? Is it not enough to sit in each other's quiet company? To know each other in deed instead of word? The walker told us that words worth speaking Need space to grow to their full size. If our words are not this big, Need they be spoken? I suppose small words bring happiness to some, And that is good, But they only frustrate me. Perhaps while other humans grow closer with little speech, I will leave them to their bonding, And I will seek the company of dogs.
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