September 08th, 2018

8/8/18

Remember the wolves came 
And took the fear away 
No longer afraid 
Of what lurks in the forest of me 
Just beyond the clearing 
And what is seen
No howl
No snarl
No chase
The darkness came 
And it was clear 
The sun had set on this page 
This day 
No thing left in this field 
But the footprint of leaving 
The wolves gathered 
The pack surrounded 
Their eyes 
Milky and electric with light
Spoke silently 
One so close 
I knew it to be ancestor
Wrote their truth
On my cheek like paper
Their breath like ink 
It is time to move 
Join us 
Be wild in this honesty 
Roam 
Where the harvest is bountiful 
You are protected 
You are guided.