Are you all ready for your spiritual lesson
of the evening?
I always tell my students I'm concerned about their souls
and they always giggle a little bit.
This one is called "Warning," and actually it
results from a reading trip I made to Alaska a few years ago.
"Warning."
Lots of times in my life I have had a warning
from God of danger ahead.
I have learned to obey that warning.
In this case, the only way I can obey it
is to warn other people.
So I'm going to give you that warning.
Sometimes it comes to me in the daytime, sometimes in my sleep.
This time in my sleep Wednesday morning at 3:00 AM,
it was given to me.
I was in my dream, a large pack of wolves
jumped over a corral fence, killed a saddle horse
and made it up.
Another pack was after a woman, and that woke me.
This was at break up time.
The snow is gone and there was water
over the ground in places.
Now you had better get busy and do something.
Actually, that was taken.
That's a found poem.
And I think I only change one or two words.
I took it from the Fairbanks bugle or something
and they have some pretty frenetic people up there
in Alaska.
And that was a letter from some trapper
in the middle of nowhere, and I never could figure out
what the letter was about.