Pagan Poetry - Of the Wolf Heart
I bear my teeth and howl I let my soul dance bare The running wild wolf
I am not your harbour I am the storm The crashing ocean wave
I whisper honest truth Whilst others play their games The naked flame
I will change you Ask you to be more I see into your soul
My fear is gone The warrior remains My heart is strong I have the reigns So now begin On Corvid wings The flame rises The phoenix sings.
– Joanne Morris 2016 All rights reserved