Grizzly Bear
Larry Long
The grizzly bear
is at my door.
This life on earth
will soon be no more.
The lightning strikes.
The dark clouds burst.
Rivers of blood
rising up
from this earth.
The wind it howls.
The wind it screams.
The ones I love,
who came before
are calling me.
Bright shooting star
petals of dew.
The grizzly bear
feeds her young
beneath the moon.