I Am the Fox

I am the raven, I eat the dead, I am the raven, I remember all things, I am the raven, I build all, I am the raven, I know all things. I am the otter, In rivers and creeks I swim, I am the otter, I eat and I play, I am the otter, On slopes I slide, Joy is mine, In the mountain streams, I own the rivers, I feed on their fish. I am the snake, The serpent I am, Between and through move I, On belly I crawl, Gold are my scales, Glacier blue and silver, All colours they change, First one then the other, I taste the air with my tongue, Through my belly, I listen to all, Far craftier than all, The beast of the field am I. I am the fox, The vixon am I, Crafty and wise, And hard to catch, In the ground I live, Cross the fields I race, Quick and fast, I take what I want, Nothing is safe, If it I desire, A vixon am I, Fleet foot and large tail, Back and forth it moves, Grace and escasy, All come to me, All I desire. I am hawk, I soar and I fly, Above the plains, All things I see, None see what I see, From up above, Down I soar, To kill and eat, Still on a wire, Or on a fence, I know when to wait, I know when it's time, When prey is in sight, Not a second to lose. I am the vole, Who lives in the field, Down in the earth, I burrow and dig, Across the field, All seeds are mine, To eat and enjoy, From dusk until dawn, Timid and cautious, I look to the sky, I cannot fight, I'm weak and I'm small, But many am I, And many more come, And still we will be, When all you are gone. I am the owl, Silent and still, You know not I passed, Only my wind, Silent end deadly, Queen of the night, I will consume, Whatever I catch. I am the horse, Across the plains do I run, Swifter than all, The one none can catch, I run like the wind, For we are one kind, My mane and my tail, Like banners and flags, Nothing can stop us, Nothing can try, For we're always moving, The fast wind and I. I am the trout, See how my scales glisten, I am the trout, At home in the water, I swim and I breathe, What causes others to drown, I listen to the water, The rivers, the creeks, the lakes, The secrets I know, No others can know. I am the eagle, High, high I soar, Queen of the high places, All others beneath, What is not prey, I care not at all, I and I only, See what I see. But above all tonight, The fox and vixon am I, Erotic and sensual, Grace and desire, In the land where the sun sets, This land that is dusk, I am all sex, The kiss of the dead, The dusk sets like dust, It powders my fur, In the night do I hunt, In the night do I screw, My fur is desire, My tail moves and calls, I walk here as Sex, All come to my call. ~I Am the Fox by Lorekeeper, June 7, 2014

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