Dingo Tracks

Having seen an endless hall doors either side, I wandered, a white dingo joined me at magnolia runners end my blood turned to take flight his fangs crept to a grimace as he leaps Now, with paws on my shoulders he laps from the river coursing my face I release what I thought were exclamations of a beginning enlightenment and brush to cross the fire searing within my flesh his mouth took my hand leading me to the first of many doors this is my totem the path I shall follow this is just the beginning my hand rests in destiny’s soft white coat stilled