"  CHICKEN

I sleep high in my tree in the warm late afternoon sun. I hear you in the water with your sisters. There is a warm feeling inside me like my egg.

 

OTTER

We chase berries in the clear cool water. I am laughing with my sisters. In the gentle earth beyond the ferns our mother is resting.

 

CHICKEN

I feel the strong force of the tree breathing beneath my feet. The sun warms me like a rough tongue and I close my eyes.   "