Old Coyote Trick (blending in)

h 11'' x w 30''

pastel, charcoal, coloured pencil, acrylic on paper

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Raven flies overhead.

Her wings cut the sky.

The sky

into a thousand skies.

I stand here

bare feet

on red earth.

Just once to fly

like Raven,

wings cutting

one day

into a thousand days.

I am earth's child.

Dust clay ashes stone.

Blue river pebbles

fill my pockets,

roll round my heart

like joy.

No place for me

in Raven's thousand skies.