Today’s poetry prompt is to write a Spirit Animal Poem. I have spent some time over the years thinking about my connections to certain animals. Hyena is only one of many in my meditations, but she is perhaps rarely spoken of as a spirit animal. It’s time she gets her due:
by Beth Weaver-Kreider
Elusive as mist I slip
through the village
I lope in the shadows
down the starry path
toward the river.
My night-song will wake you
with a tingle in your spine:
a bark, a laugh, a warning.
I defend your door from danger,
standing at the gates,
in the liminal spaces
between the village of your heart
and the river of your living.
Listen for the padding of my paws
in the darkness outside your window.
Watch for my shadow
to cross the moonlight
in your doorway.
1. The way a line of mist hung low over the River on our way home from school this afternoon.
2. Chocolate. I’m so glad the gods decided to share their food. I know dark chocolate is supposed to be the best, but I am really savoring Equal Exchange’s milk chocolate right now.
3. On All Souls Day, my blood ancestors, who put their lives and homes on the line for what they believed to be right.
4. The ancestors of this land where we live and walk and farm. The souls who hunted here, who traveled through, who may have lived on these hills.
5. The ones we’ve loved and lost, who’ve gone on before us. May their memories bring comfort. May the stones of grief we carry turn light as bright and shining leaves.
May we walk in Beauty!