The dream came furious
and ended quickly.
Remembered in fragments
driven to the edge by fractures.
I picked up the pieces
scattered across the field.
I chased the raven
and the wolf
carrying those I cherished
most, memories of who I
thought I was.
3 responses to “Poem – The Raven and the Wolf”
Haunting!
Haunting and scary when chasing who we think we are, and not realizing we are already who we are supposed to be. Perfect comment, thank you!
Yes we often tie ourselves up in words when one is perfectly adequate! 😉 x