By D.J. "Red Owl" Kuhns
Between the Oaks and Pines
Ash from an old pine falls like a giant’s step
For how long you stood I could never say
But I stand in mourning of your living soul
In bountiful shadow steadfast in gaze
Another pine spreads wide
To offer solace in arms of shade
Passed on by another day
Back to earth that birthed you and ruined away
Forever forgotten your petals lay
Passed on to another
Your limbs a fray
For sparrows to graze building nests
For a meaningful life they lively stray
Your abundance in being is now their grace.
You sheltered a screech owl
From drizzles of rain
Woodpeckers feed upon
The worms that lay
In dormancy your memory remains
A remembrance for the gifts you gave
D.J. “Red Owl” Kuhns is a member of the Mattaponi Indian Tribe. He is a single parent of two children. He toured in a punk rock band, visiting forty-seven states and fourteen countries. He attended Central Virginia Community College for Liberal Arts before transferring to the University of Virginia.
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