Winghowl The Spiritspeaker

A with the good good day

Outside heavensake - nature's playpen, icebox, oven, time-out

pigs snort hello and sometimes good slop

but do they look up and out and around - they do not

taking giant steps out there in leaps and bounds

Perseus' finest daughter's wedding dress and

twice removed shoes

with these tracks of tracked hopeful

call him Da or old faithful

Winghowl the brave wind calls you

facing due west, true so excited

crimson underbelly

talon the color of rust, and Moreland Dust

wings outstretched and ready to embrace

up, they'd say

every single living soul just before breakfast

O, the howling waste

and just one touch, you have

because the rush is real

and it takes courageous't hand just to feel

so forget yourself every so often and don't be afraid

there's a spiritspeaker, a soulforger a friendfinder

in everything you do

A with all the rest and the little things

be living