Glowing by the moonlight pallor

Glowing by the moonlight pallor

Are the circles of coyote eyes

Hovering above ground - pair by pair -

Wandering like restless sprights

Seeking for one who's lost their way.

Their banter touches my heartbeat;

My stunted breath rolls out - and I -

I'm glad for their roving company

Near my small chasm where I hide -

But not lost - just gone astray.