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An Ode To My Wild Kin
I search for the wildness still living in me Listening for my wild kin calling out With joyful memories of being clothed in fur and scales and feathers Reminding me of what it means to be deeply a part of this earth We are brothers and sisters of blood and bone and flesh My wilderness family Birthed from the same mother Destined to eat and breathe and love and die as creatures of this land I can’t truly know myself without your growling, slithering, cawing presence I can’t feel my soul without also feeling yours But the bond has grown faint I haven’t howled in pain or grief or joy for more moons than I can remember I can no longer see in the dark Or catch your scent on the wind My spirit weakens at this unnatural separation I cry out in desperate longing Where did you go? Where did I go? I miss my paws I miss my claws My thundering hooves My fully unfurled wings I want to go home Some part of me whispers I want to go home Another part of me shouts I want to go home To be where you are I need […]
Chris Zydel