Work Day

Sound of my voice:
Wag of his tail.
We walk in the early dark.
He leads.

The bears sleep
And the deer
And the squirrels

But not the neighboring dog
With his glowstick collar
And a woman.

He reads the story
Of the sleeping earth
With every breath.

I leave him for work,
Wondering across every mile
About those who sleep.

I am looking for the bear.