You have faded
from sight
and from sound.
But your wolf howl
has come
to live
in my heart.
A warrior woman
is stirring there.
Something is wrong.
Something is wrong
in the world.
She has
some wisdom
to impart.
Speak.
Speak,
for
Mother Earth
is dying.
Speak,
for all the whales
are crying.
Speak
for the ravaged hillsides
which can
no longer
grow.
Speak
to save
the earth.
It is
the only
world
we know.
One from 2016, to be shared with the Poetry Pantry at Poets United.
That's for you to do, darlin, if you choose. His part was (is) to speak to you so you can be strong. He'll always do that, you know.
ReplyDeleteDear Sherry, I have been rereading Women Who Run With Wolves,I think of you and of course Pup. You might like to reread this book, too. Know yourself, Wild Woman that you are, thank you for the write! Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteLovely words, Sherry. :-)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful sentiments expressed here, Sherry! I also DO love wolves.
ReplyDeleteI have Women Who Run With the Wolves on my nightstand waiting in line to be re-read:) It is TIME. There is a great wild wolfish presence stirring within:)
ReplyDeleteAw-wooooo!!!!
This is a cry of the world in the persona of the wolf... it should be carried to the four-corners on a northerly wind.
ReplyDeleteYour Pup looks particularly wolfish in this shot of him. Beautiful Boy!