I chase and am chased
A circle with no end
Running ceaselessly toward
Away from each
Shape-shifting iteration
I have been the hare
Nimbly alert
To the initiated venery
Of this earth body home
and
I have been the hound
Stalking, running, lapping
The blood marrow hungers
of love
and
I have been the salmon
Leaping forward in waters of time
Evolving ancestral wisdom
In onward sacrifice
and
I have been the otter
Sleek smile cutting
Turbulent waters with
Sharp teeth of intuition
and
I have been the wren
Deftly downplaying
Darting unseen
Into an air of underestimation
and
I have been the hawk
Pursuing each achievement
Building wings of caught feathers
Defying limitations
and
I have been the grain
Waiting to be consumed
Trembling with the blueprint
Of my creation
and
I have been the hen
Gobbling glutinous seeds
To fee the ravenous fires
Of every becoming
Round and round
and round again
And, and, and, and
Until the circle
Simply sings
I am.