On the road,
Sitting in traffic
Behind a trailer
Containing a small Florida cracker steer
standing, gazing about, alert and relaxed…
We seemed to catch each other’s eye…
Where are you going this solstice night?
He moved aside,
Revealing a smaller young donkey.
Ah, I said…
You, like I am, a minister
And we are both scheduled for services.
The moon is full,
The night is long,
And hope is renewed in the coming dawn.