Poem – I awoke…

I awoke after years of
semi-concious sleep
not in bed,
or in some familiar place –
in an empty field.

Some distace away in an unknown
direction two wolves played
with a gold sphere.

My Empty Field

My Empty Field


    1. There definitely is. I think the wolf is becoming the glue for a few strands of my life, that are coming together. A few pieces recently have been about wolves, various colors, but always from a distance, or where I am following them. I think they are leading me somewhere, which makes sense from some of my earlier visions and writings.

      1. The wolves are such noble creatures they would make such excellent guides!! I shall keep my fingers crossed for you and you should leave a trail of scraps to draw the wolves closer! 😉

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