In The Wood

Listen to the call,

Oh how it sings to all,

In the wood,

To all that is good.

In the broken silent night,

On the full moon so bright,

It comes to you.

Oh so new,

The feeling to be alive,

Has finally come to arrive.

Do not be afraid,

For the scents do not astray,

The time is now,

To howl.

You are the wolf.



poem by Ark Woods