What Are You Listening To Right Now?

Deep, moving snow is so good. It crunches softly and holds me fast as I wander through the forest. I step with care fully knowing of the past lives under my dumb, feeble feet. I walk on the ancients who cared for me for so long...

I bring the cold snow to my mouth, hoping to save some sense of it for when I return to my new, warm home. But I am rejected.

I will never bring such ordinary cold, ever again. The snow and freezing air used to flow through me like blood, but I am alien to it now.

I am a traveler here.
 
The things I did for love...


There is an elder among us. She watches me like a raven. Steady and unflinching. I might be so many miles away, and so much more privileged than her, but she watches me anyway. it's her way apparently.

She used to be the senior ranch veterinarian, but I carefully suggested she hand that task to her great granddaughter. She did as I asked, but still watches me anyway.

She is literally a goddess with her people and I should be honoured, but I bristle at such attention.

I am a lone wolf and relish my solitude.

She thinks I'm mad. She calls me mad-raven, after my chosen spirit guides. She is correct, again, much to my chagrin.

I am very conscious of her observations even now, and reckon it's best to roll with it...
 
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