Panther (4/30)

there is a panther.

 

it is night.

 

darting

at each parting

in the wilderness,

she is a  

constant calculator

of risk.

 

she is a predator

so

set in her

are starfuls

of a life on the run.

 

Can you hear the ancestors?

They are pleading

for her paws to stop running--

acknowledge the bleeding. 

 

someone should tell her

that even

wild things

must rest.