In another last-ditch effort to get something done for the blog, I just went poking around Wikipedia, randomly, looking for inspiration. I finally landed on the entry for "Wildlife of Kazakhstan" and this photo.
The lynx presses his eyes together
in prayer. His ears are antennae
to heaven. In his sleep he hears
the call to the mountain.
His feet move, his claws tear the grass.
He might as well be swimming in air.
He will not reach the mountain top.
The battle will go on, while he turns
to bury his ear under his tawny shoulder.
Death cries effaced by soft snores.