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The pulse of life beats strong,

beset by all that is wrong.

Animals prey in the yard at night,

entering as we lose the light,

to eat the crops and uproot the flowers,

creating destruction hour by hour.

Every effort seems for naught.

Undermining all we’ve been taught.

No respect for decades of effort

to create a safe space for all who enter,

a space free of willfulness, woes and want;

a space where  diversity and beauty abound,

where seeds breed and reseed in dark ground

so readily that we forget the dangers around

every corner, and under every rock.

It is imperative to finally take stock.

To pay attention to those lurking in the dark.

To those who would steal our garden’s wealth

with deceit, lies and stealth.

Single spotlights, motion sensors for lights,

individual porch lights and flashlights

have not been enough to stop the raccoons and skunks.

The unseen predators who hide beneath

that which bloomed from our labors,

until we finally notice what has been lost.

We cannot count the cost

although we desperately try.

Our pulse beats strong as we cry.

I think we have found a solution

to the critters who invade like pollution,

unsightly, unseen, willingly mean.

Faerie lights of all colors with patternless pulse

strung throughout the yard, across every row

where our treasured plants grow

threatening with uncertainty those who prey

as dark nights take over our days.

On at dusk, off at first light.

We have finally set our garden aright.

The pulse of life beats strong

with each push of the button on voting machines

the faerie lights come on.