• Joey Morris

Pagan Poetry - Dreams of Hawk Magick


Original photography - Katerina Plotnikova

I ran wild in my dreams last night, I saw you, Little Hawk,

I howled and ran and saw your eyes.

Change is coming on the wind

The beating of the drum

An Old soul amidst the trees. I danced before the moonlight With a branch of Thorn And called right back to Hawk.

Change is coming on the wind The beating of the drum An Old soul amidst the trees.

- Joey Morris All my own work, all rights reserved

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