Cajun Coyote

It's a place

A special place

Somewhere between where your at

And a place that you haven't reach yet.

It's a land filled with the wealth of spirits

A home

A moment in time's walk

And

A place of a legend.

Through histories written

And yet to be put to ink

One man has lived

He's seen the grand rises of life

Been challenged by life's obstacles

Felt the chaos of pain

Felt the fires of the great walk

And endured

Standing ever strong

Holding to what is a truth for him and those that are of him.

The spirits have long danced

Around his precious soul.

One who has cared and loved for so many.

He is of this world

This world of man

Yet sings and walks with the Coyote.

A Coyote in spirit is he

A Cajun Coyote.

One who's very eyes shine with learned wisdom

The sage of many experiences

And the love for his pack.

A Cajun Coyote.

Who when in your presence

You can't help but feel his strength of soul

Of heart

And compassion

And know that through your eyes

He knows you.

A Cajun Coyote

Solitary yet social

He is aware

Of every pulse within his sacred land

From the crystal blue waters that bring it life

To the parched sands, weathered by time.

In a place where many have run from

With his wisdom and convictions

He has stayed

For this place

A place away from someplace

And before somewhere

For him

It is home

A home that he treasures.

A home where his flowers have bloomed and gave rise to greatness

Left and then returned.

Returned to the Cajun Coyote

The Father

The Beginning

The Wise man.

A man

For whom I write these words

The Cajun Coyote

A Timeless Spirit

Here on Earth

And in the Heavens.