The fox and the cactus live

Next to each other

As if brothers

In arms

But in the depth of the thicket of cactus

Is the birds sining their song

With the rabbits tucked away

The refuge of the desert you could say

Upon the floor of the sand

Stands a little man

From the desert within

The fox can only see this when he begins

To move the perimeter

But mutual respect upon the floor of the desert

As the fox doesn’t enter the cactus

And the cactus clears of the fox