Peace Out

The little brindled Dog

Lay dead by the side of the highway.

I only got the slightest of glimpses

Yet tears burst forth from the dams of my eyelids

As I drove.

The rain poured inside and out.

.

Only moments before,

My eyes were dry,

at the sight of a raccoon

(Though my heart filled with sadness)

In a similar state.

.

Connection is everything,

I once had a brindle grrl.

Our task:

To know we are all connected.

And to still keep driving safely through the rain.

About eteal

Reverend Teal is a minister, chaplain, artist and storyteller. She specializes in the human-animal bond and all its healing aspects.
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