I am of the wild
I am thunder, and rain, and absolute chaos
I was raised to run with wolves
And I will not be rearranged by the hands of man
I am a butterfly flitting across your nose
Hair of vine, of wind, of water
Unbound by gravity, melting into the golds and greens of the forest
I tear down homes with my hurricane
I rage like wildfire
Bathing and dancing in the moonlight
I lift up my chin, calling out to the nature around me
I protect the things the rest of the world forgot
Snails and slugs and broken flowers
My eyes hold the moon and stars
They twinkle with madness
I am an oak tree
Branches and roots tangle between the feet of men
I am the wind slipping through the world
Undetected leaving my mark if you know where to look
I knew what I was doing when
I invited the wild in
Mar 29, 2019
Mar 29, 2019 at 2:44 PM UTC
I am of the wild
I am thunder, and rain, and absolute chaos
I was raised to run with wolves
And I will not be rearranged by the hands of man
I am a butterfly flitting across your nose
Hair of vine, of wind, of water
Unbound by gravity, melting into the golds and greens of the forest
I tear down homes with my hurricane
I rage like wildfire
Bathing and dancing in the moonlight
I lift up my chin, calling out to the nature around me
I protect the things the rest of the world forgot
Snails and slugs and broken flowers
My eyes hold the moon and stars
They twinkle with madness
I am an oak tree
Branches and roots tangle between the feet of men
I am the wind slipping through the world
Undetected leaving my mark if you know where to look
I knew what I was doing when
I invited the wild in
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