Good Morning, Beorning

Little cub, little bear cub, strengthened
daily by your fights with gravity,

fights with dawn, fights with trolls and spiders,
fights with rivers, hills, trees, fights with birds,

fights with pine smokehouses, fights with air,
fights with men pretending to be kings

of the vastness, fights with other bears,
fights with the sound of yourself, fights with

doubt, fights with the long transformation,
fights with the hard consciousness of time,

fights with thorns, fights with dens, fights with snow,
fights with cold berries, all strengthening;

little bear cub, growing always out
into thickness and manhood, always,

and never back to before fighting,
when the woods were blank and powerful,

your wild life will ever be ahead
of you, your still, tranquil days behind.

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