Of ancient times

The moon is so bright
and
the wind is on the right!
So...

I call to the wolves
running in the wild(!)
and the whole world
can be ours...and ours alone.

Two of us, sitting by the fire,
two young hearts and the spirits
are there with us.
They are...
in our songs, in our lifted,
trustfully loving hearts.

So...
I recall the mark of ancient times
when the moon was so bright
and wind was on the right!

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I need a night to run dear Sarah. Hello dear friend. Good to find the forest and run/escape. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair]

My many thanks to you, friend.