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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

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