Dear Present Human
I enjoy singing after the bright beasts, the ones that travel your dark hard trails faster than the rest.
Did you know that my lineage was here before those dark hard paths were made? Did you know that my original den was at the top of that hill where you walk?
I used to sing across the Fraser River and my friends would sing back to me.
Now I sing in the small patch of trees and my song doesn’t travel very far.
Thank you for your message.