Emerging from the cave
and the darkness rich
where visions are spawned
Momma bear gave a grunt
from deep inside
her growling tummy…
“What did I lose? Where did it go?”,
she asked the ethers
in a bearish way, sniffing
the air, the dead plant,
the frozen ground…
then lumbered back to dream
awhile longer
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