Wild beast roaming free
too curious to settle
eyes the open plain
The pack wails and howls
as the leader bounds away
to the last frontier
The pack will not starve
Hunting skills were well learned
just feral joy ends
Each time the moon fills
they offer cries of thanks for
the time together
The beast remembers
taking their spirits along
Her journey goes on
(This was written for a co-worker who was leaving the company and moving to Alaska. As I posted on her farewell Kudoboard, “How to say goodbye to Caitlin, who has been such a bright light in our organization? When considering how to do this impossible task, an image popped into my head. I decided to write you a haiku, actually five of them, to make the overwhelming simple and concise.”)
