A lone wolf howls at the moon, feeling inside her a sense of belonging,
this moon is the Mother, the family, her world,
the moon is at her back, and beside her, at her feet,
protected, entrenched in spirit and light,
entrenched in the pull of the Earth.
Lone wolf, ears back, lips snarling,
She is part emptiness, part heavy fullness,
this
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(I've been lurking around a few pagan communities. Sorry for barging into your journal like this, lol.)
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