Wednesday, March 18, 2015

WILD WOLF WOMAN


Wings for Wild Woman

Wild Woman carries the heart of a wolf
in her chest.
Its rhythm pulses in time with her wild sister,
who runs, wraith-like, through the forest, 
stopping under a midnight moon
only long enough to tip back her head and howl.

Her true being only comes alive
within sight and smell of the sea:
the hackles rise along her spine,
as she raises her nose to scent the wind,
determining her direction by the keening call
of the wild.

Wild Woman belongs to each of us, and to us all.
She lives in the space between heartbeats,
and in the thoughts between words.
Listen for her knowing voice
at your right ear, whispering:
"Come, this is the way."
Then follow, with perfect trust,
for no one knows better or truer
than the Wild Woman Watcher within.

Wild Woman moves through worlds seen and unseen,
emerging at daybreak to slake her thirst
at the River of Solitude.
At close of day, the forest rolls out
a soft mossy carpet for her bed.

In between, you may follow her
when she is Wilding, but not too close.
Be respectful of her space and of her growl.
And when she shape-shifts out of sight,
look down quickly.
You may just see the pawprints
she has left behind.

Wild Woman is the one we run from when we are young,
and run home to when we are old.
She is an ancient singing through our bones, a wise smile,
the knowing eyes of a Watcher in the Woods.

If you are quick enough, you might just spy the furry tip
of her tail peeking out from under her billowing robe,
and trailing behind like moondust.
Follow her, embrace her, for without Wild Woman,
our spirits shrivel up and begin to die.
With her, our vision expands, and we learn,
finally and unfathomably,
to fly.


- written in 2012 and found in my draft folder this morning. 

30 comments:

  1. I remember this. I'm glad to see it again!

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    1. . . . and grateful to know through you what I have been following in my life.

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  2. LOVE LOVE LOVE this!
    Wild Woman is the one we run from when we are young,
    and run home to when we are old.
    She is an ancient singing through our bones, a wise smile,
    the knowing eyes of a Watcher in the Woods.

    What a treasure just waiting in that folder! Really wonderful, Sherry!

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  3. Wonderful .. I would like to feel more connected to the spirits of the wood

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    1. Wonderful - wild woman is truly connected...

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  4. Beautiful, Sherry! Wild Woman is alive and well.

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  5. Wow. This is a draft? It's beautiful. I will listen more closely to the wise woman within. And I'll follow.

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  6. this embraces the spirit of all we are. whether in the forest, near and ocean or sitting at tht base of a grand moutain as we peer up at the sky. my soul runs side by side with the wolf giving it its own space yet we share the same path. in the end the rich shall grovel at the feet of the poor that they might share the wisdom they've acquired when not distracted by the objects that tethered the rich ...you have tickled my soul with this piece, mi amiga. gracias

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  7. How reluctant we are these days to look for wild woman and to follow her path. We can learn much from the way she looks, the way she faces and the path she treads...and we need to learn so much before it is too late.

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  8. I could listen to this being read or sung before a vonfire with a banjo music at play. The feeling is indigenous, Sherry. I love this, thank you.

    - ksm

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  9. That moment of connection is so hard to find..but it is there..if we are patient and listen - and wise enough to recall it

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  10. I am running! Wonderful poem and can't help by being struck by similarities in the form of our libes this week

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  11. Can I just say how I ADORE these lines Sherry?

    "She lives in the space between heartbeats,
    and in the thoughts between words."

    These lines are just beyond beautiful. So inspiration. A perfect song to the wild woman you have written.

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  12. Wild woman is fearless, strong, and full of adventure ~ beautifully written, Sherry :)

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  13. "she lives in the space between heartbeats, and in the thoughts between words", oh how I love these lines, Sherry!! Glad you found this in your draft folder :) Good to release these words and the Wild Woman!!

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  14. Wonderful piece Sherry, I think I have seen and followed Wild woman on some of my soul walks when I have to recharge my energy.

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  15. I love the image and yes I have embraced Wild Woman....my talisman is a female wolf who is my teacher, my muse and now I understand why.

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  16. Sherry this is so beautiful! I absolutely adore it!
    xoxo :D

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  17. i like how the wild woman lives in the space between the heartbeats

    Evaporate until you Lenticulate

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  18. "She lives in the space between heartbeats,
    and in the thoughts between words."

    Glancing over the comments, it is quite apparent that these two lines have filled in that space between our heartbeats, and the thoughts between our words, and in doing so, have awaken the wild woman in all of us, who may have been in a deep slumber, gathering strength, to roam.

    Thank you for checking your draft folder.

    Poppy

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  19. Good grief! It's all been said by the time I got here :-) Wonderful!!!!
    ZQ

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  20. Love this kiddo, it makes the wild within each of us respond. Can you hear us howling? I can,

    Elizabeth

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  21. Wild Woman is always within reach if we but pay attention. WONDERFUL piece, Sherry!

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  22. This sounds like a tale of wisdom that would be shared orally by great tribes around a fire. Wise, passed down from generation to generation. That's the feeling you evoke here.

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  23. 'without Wild Woman,
    our spirits shrivel up and begin to die.' ~ who can stop us....if think for sec.....only limitations....wrong believes and dogma.....embraces, Sherry x

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  24. a very wisely written poem !! well written as always !

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  25. Sherry,

    I love the wisdom which is threaded through this great poem..Love the words about, 'running away from Wild woman when young; running back to her when old.'..How true of life and any respected member of a family.
    Eileen

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  26. A great poem, calling like an old fable.

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  27. I would be more wild but I like coffee too much :) ~

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