Wolf Moon

Late in the night
A chill in the air,
Moonlight through the trees,
I’ve wandered off the path…

Can you hear it?
The sound, the beat
Of ancient drums
Calling to my soul…

Who is there?
Shadows in the night,
Footsteps drawing near,
Coming through the mist…

Wolf Dancers,
The Ancient Ones,
Encircle me,
Wildness in their eyes…

Pain! The cry
Of the pack
Overcomes me,
Calls to me…

Late in the night,
How brightly the moon shines,
I raise my face
And howl…

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One Response to “Wolf Moon”

  1. Written in the late 1980s. I was still feeling as if there was more to life, something ‘calling’ me.

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