Dance of Wolves

The wolves are calling you home, 

Their voices, wild and primal echo into the night
‘Run with us Sister!’ they beckon you,            

Will you answer the call?

 

My bedroom window was open. How?
I had closed it before I went to sleep.
Did it matter?
No.

         

I could hear it,    

The beating of the drums,                                            

A constant rhythm, thrumming in harmony with my heart.                

I wanted to be out there.                                                                                  

I wanted to let my soul run free.

 

Free me, my brothers.
Help me shed this human skin.
Call me out into the moonlight.                                                                 

Teach me how to dance.

 

Closer, closer.
I can hear them outside my window.
The trees whisper of their presence.
My heart races.                                                                                                                                

They are coming.

 

A howl, a click of claws on wood.
I’m out of bed before I can blink.
At my window I stand and stare
Wild amber eyes meet mine.     

I am lost     

Take me.

 

We are in the forest
One human surrounded by a pack of wolves
I should be scared,
I should run screaming for home,                                                                                                             

I don’t .

 

I am kneeling, the alpha is before me.
The leader, the decider, Judger of Fate
My life is his to decide now.
A lick on my cheek, a greeting, a welcome.     

I am his, I am welcome.    

I am Pack.

 

The alpha howls,
Joy, freedom, love of the wild green world that he reigns.
The pack howls. 

Greetings out sister! Run with us!                            

I howl                                                                                                        

Wild and primal and free.                                                       

I run
The pack runs
The alpha leads, the alpha always leads.
I am human, but they don’t care.                                 

I race them and they let me win.                   

We run together.

 

I am changing.
I feel it in my flying mind, in my pounding heart.
My bones snap, but I feel no pain.
My skin melts but I notice nothing.             

My body changes and reforms.                         

The wolves howl with joy, I howl with them   

I am wolf.

 

My pelt gleams in the moonlight.
Fur of black and amber, a heart that yearns for freedom.
My eyes are human in a wolf skull.
Reminders of what I once was  

And of what I am destined to become once again      

But until the sun rises, I am wolf            

The spirit that can never be tamed.

 

It is sunrise. 

I wake in my bed, how did I get here?        

My clothes are torn, mud adorns every part of my body
I am scratched and bruised, my body ache.   

But my heart is soaring.                                               

I remember.      

I am wolf, I am free.                

Remember me.

 

That night, the wolves call me home again.
Their voices, wild and primal echo into the night
‘Run with us Sister!’ they beckon you,                                                              Will you answer the call?