Mankind and dogs
form bubbles of respect
that float over
scarcity of indifferent worlds;
the respect
turning into love
and back again
in companionship

Decisions
are opportunities
for mutualism,
I can serve my five senses
like wolves in wilds
hunting to fill my taste
or act with wisdom
in planting victory gardens

How to react
is a pattern
we call instinct
Dogs howl at moons
calling his hunting group
Only recently have we
gotten our own yards
with fences and chains
of civilization's
expectation

The seven senses
gate our mores
branching into complexity
freedom and necessity

within content of lessons
God bows to present
at our feet, unseen
because of buddha bellies
and any number of reasons

promoting mutualistic
companionship
in acts of wisdom
and victory gardens.
Only recently have we
the Rainbow
of freedom and necessity
at our feet, unseen.