Reflections

A Magazine of Theological and Ethical Inquiry from Yale Divinity School

Poem: Outside

Author: 
William Stafford

The least little sound sets the coyotes walking,
walking the edge of our comfortable earth.
We look inward, but all of them
are looking toward us as they walk the earth.
 
We need to let animals loose in our houses,
the wolf to escape with a pan in his teeth,
and streams of animals toward the horizon
racing with something silent in each mouth.
 
For all we have taken into our keeping
and polished with our hands belongs to a truth
greater than ours, in the animals’ keeping.
Coyotes are circling around our truth.
Issue Title: 
Crucified Creation: A Green Faith Rising
Issue Year: 
2019