Song to Be Sung at the Resurrection of a Buck Killed by a Car

Rise, you fur-framed ghost.
Rise, you antler-crowned king.
Let sinew and bone stitch together again.
Let ears and tail be joined once more by skin.
Leap from the roadside where you have slept.
Leap to the sagebrush that stretches before you like settled storm clouds.
See the doe and fawn that welcome you in the distance.
Hear the voice of your creator commanding, Replenish the earth

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