Poem inspired by the art of Devin King


As a protector he guided and guarded them well

Until we arrived and he could barely save himself

He hid in the mountains and in the forest

While they passed down their oral stories and shared them with us

They drew on rock and carved his image on the cave walls

What else would have been so hairy and tall

We could’ve learned so much from both of them

If only they felt safe, if only we came as a friend

Both species driven from their land

One fighting in bloody massacres I’ll never understand

Sometimes I feel their spirits walking in the woods with me

They’ve played their drums

And when I closed my eyes I could see

And I didn’t feel any fear

I feel welcomed by them

I come as passive explorer

never as a predator

I want them to know there is another way

No lights, no camera, no action

Just me, my soul and my open mind

I always try to convey that I’m gentle and kind

I leave behind both their lands exactly as I came

I’m trusting them, I hope one day they will do the same…

Author: sasysquatchgirl

A Bigfoot and beyond blogger and Nature Photographer from New England. I spend a majority of my free time in the woods exploring for any signs the hairy man has been around and snapping some pics along the way. So if you’re following this blog, you’ll be the first to know if I see him...

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