Kitsune in spirit

spirit bonded in dull conformity

wishes to ride in the wind

to shed the flesh of one form

to reveille the core of their being

Between the gait of twos and fours

the laugh in sheer defiance

to humble themselves to worry

It will not happen. not ever.

to ride in hearts of glee

at joy of blessed life

to run to prance to gallop on

their tails help high in triumph

No being held in higher regard

none so swift and skilled

not even one even contender

next in cunning to none

all this trembles beneath

the surface of a quiet pond

of the movers and shakers

this soul has won