The Angel, The Wolf, And The Moon

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The Angel, The Wolf, And The Moon

Angel in white, guardian of soul

Her name seeded in my mind

I, amazed by her profound presence

But, forbidden to see her face

 

Gifted the sight of the wolf and the moon

Knowing the truth lies between

And aware, light doth lay in the dark

Hushing an indoctrinate fear

 

 Angel in white, guardian of soul

I, thankful for the vision

Blessed path, walking forth, not alone

For now I know my route is clear

  

The wolf defends, the moon enlightens

I, immersed in its truth

My soul bound by your golden aura

I walk until we meet again

 

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

dawnjyc’s Poems (18)

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The Daisy 0
The Euphoric Ascension 0
The Angel, The Wolf, And The Moon 0
A Vision Ending in Autumn 0
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Mystified by Truth 4
the dark horse 6
The Warning - A Haiku 5
Silent Tears 9
A Change in Destiny 9
Bitter Cold 8
The Delusion 5
The Pure Gift 2
The Empty Shell 7
A Jealous Mother's Love 7
Reflections of Me 8
Purple Moon 5
Still Breath Butterfly 9