Feral Fellow - with audio

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Thursday came in the cascade of days
It rained down like an avalanche
Rolling down upon eyes that
Could not see the oceans blue sky
For the mists that yet rested
In the minds valley
(pause breathe) Ahhhhh

Come now and walk upon the rocky peak
Wind on down through the hollow
Pass under by the mild mannered Ponderosas
Upon the dust and dirt worn path
Up around the bend and back again
Aching hinge and stubborn ligaments
(pause breathe) Ooooo

Pour down the social cup
Piece together the puzzle
Of the yet tender day
Purposefully proposed thanksgiving
For those loved, lost and living
As peace can make a home in that place
(pause breathe) Mmmmm

Journey beyond the morning garden
To another of worker bees and marching ants
The telltale signs appeared announcing
His presence, that feral fellow
He was there though out of sight
Fowling up the bushes and corners
(pause breathe) Tisk tisk

Wallowing in the throws of life
Vacant uncaring blue eyes
Scanning sunbeams awash in warmth
Desiring nothing, needing no-one, cleaning sullied paws
Coming near he speaks an empty greeting
Listlessly forgotten the days of bloodied prey
(pause breathe) Umhmp

Swatting at a fly, capturing a cricket
Earnestly hunting down an old lizard skin
Rustling in the breeze and thorn
But these are the secrets of another creature
How dare one condescend to put to pen
That which is forbidden, and primitive
(pause breathe) Sigh, .. oh

Is he in his unkept imperfections
Not, but a shadow of ourselves
Does not the pool of words
Give cause for one's own reflection
Oh Diviner of hearts were it not so
That colored inklings should so paint another's expression.

^{Pslam 103:14-16}

¹⁴ For he understands how we are made,

he remembers that we are dust.
¹⁵ Yes, a human being’s days are like grass,
he sprouts like a flower in the countryside —
¹⁶ but when the wind sweeps over, it’s gone;
and its place knows it no more.

Psalm 8: 4-9

(3) When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,
the moon and stars that you set in place —
5 (4) what are mere mortals, that you concern yourself with them;
humans, that you watch over them with such care?

6 (5) You made him but little lower than the angels,
you crowned him with glory and honor,
7 (6) you had him rule what your hands made,
you put everything under his feet —
8 (7) sheep and oxen, all of them,
also the animals in the wilds,
9 (8) the birds in the air, the fish in the sea,
whatever passes through the paths of the seas.