Author Richard Rensberry

As the world evolves

men crawl over it;

the Sasquatch laugh

and knock on wood.

They come as crows

to give wings to the dead;

they come as squirrels

to plant seeds of truth.

They come as wolves

to yip and howl; 

they come as owls

to seek who speaks

without moving their lips.  

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