*Just a little something I wrote under inspiration a few weeks ago.
Long ago, at the beginning, when humankind was very young, and the days of their walking were a mere handful of twilights, the Great Bear roamed. She walked the Earth in great glory and strength and the People held her in reverence and awe. She taught them how to hunt and forage for bountiful food that her Earth yielded in every kindness, how to see far beyond their own noses.
To venture far into the unexplored forests, to tread over soil and stone, to see the bear as a noble beast of power, a comrade, or brother, one not so unlike themselves in all manner of things. For indeed, they were much alike, seeking warmth in the cave depths, searching for food among the roots and berries, and lusting for the sweet blood filled taste of meat. And like their fearsome forest comrade, they too, protected and defended their own cubs.
The Great Bear minded them, kept a watchful eye and a keen ear on them under sun and stars. Soon, they sensed her watching. They left her offerings of love and devotion. Small tokens of their appreciation. They carved her likeness into wood, painted her image on stone. Donned the skin of their forest comrade, so that maybe they would learn a bit of his ways.
After a great time had passed, The Great Bear watched her children from the mountaintop, and far off in the distance, beyond the horizon another Great Bear walked on the Earth. He was Mighty and Tall, Ferocious and Hungry, Father Bear, who came searching for the Great Bear. He came from far and he had hunted long for her, smelling her Essence on the Four Winds. He came from the North, the Relentless Winter Walker. When she came into view he was awestruck at her visage, and she, delighted in his Arrival. She had sensed his coming from the time he took his first step. Jubilant, she turned and fled, for the chase made the catch more thrilling, and she had waited long for the sound of his pursuing roar. He gave chase across the forest, breaking through the undergrowth, across streams, and mighty rivers, oceans of immensity, but neither of them tired of the pursuit. She propelled herself into the clouds, and climbed and climbed until the moon came into view, alabaster and bold, and to the Stars she took him, and steady he pushed on.
Much time passed, and while the night sky is beautiful, it is quite cold and she began to wonder what sweet warmth Father Bear could offer. So down out of the Darkness she came, leaving the cold behind. The Earth was wide awake. Blossoming across the land. She settled in a field of verdant green with tall swaying grass and endless wildflowers. And Father Bear joined her. Filled her with the Ecstasy of his being, as the two joined as One.