Prickly pears and crowded skies.
Hard and dangerous ground do the foxes prowl at night.
Spirit of the wild lives in the top of pines and in dry crevices.
Untamed horses and foxes send out her messages.
Spirit of rain, watering holes, and raging rapids lives in every rare water droplet and earthly vein.
He comes in full force and has his season to put forth.
Intertwined and honest love.
They meet at night when thunder shakes your home.
They meet when tusks charge at you when you thought nature was your throne.
The spirits meet when lightning strikes a nearby tree.
They meet when you hear a rattle telling you to flee.
When these two meet you must never be foolish.
