Coyote Star--Leviticus

   
   "Coyote Star--Leviticus"
   
   Goofy changed his name for the day, and maybe forever--his true name.  The Canis latrans knew She had to be of a Levite, and Him from the line of Judah.  Purity mixed with power.  The first, though not first Messianic-styled child born of the Father, as there was Joseph and David; plus, Solomon, as a son of David; however, Jesus encompassed the Holy Spirit Itself, charged and kinda/sorta electric, as white as snow, and without the riddle of a harlot, yet loving though never giving guilt, as do the weak and wicked, for Jesus is the Light and Salt, as are His family.
   The coyote still adored the frequent frequency of rainbow colors, knowing Bifrost is beauty, and if they are heroes of God, hunting world serpents; next, they are not against Jesus.  It is only the predators, shaping the anxious into fragile images, when if only the abused used their instincts, listening only to Walt Whitman's advice, yet better if united with a Hebrew sense of origin--Christians get all their best stuff from the Jews, let it be forever known, and given props to Abraham and his holy seed.
   And while the coyote pondered this, he did not chase the hare in order to impress Presley, a minor king; moreover, he simply got in cool tune with the basics and simplicity, knowing instinct outshines legalistic advice, when there are only Ten Laws, and the Beauty of Beatitudes--nothing more in certain moments, allowing the follower to retain his geography; plus, have eternal life--not from death to life, yet from life to life, living in the Light, and transfiguring without hesitation.
   The coyote pounced on a mole, only for survival, and the need of protein prayed for.  As that one movie about mountains cold mentioned:  "Everything has a purpose--even shit."  But how better to slaughter an allegorical goat, and be a sheepdog for the shepherd.  The coyote loved himself, as he was second unto the Great Spirit.  God Bless Teddy Roosevelt.