Thunder in the distance.

Thunder within us.

Burn the veil that blinds me.

Let ash fall all around me.

Loosen the ties that bind me.

Illuminate the shadows that hide me.

I’m on a blood trail.

I fired three arrows into the sky.

Where did they fall?

One in my third eye.

One in a wolf’s hide.

One in my pride.

I’m on a blood trail.

All colors and shapes unite.

Bring light to where they lie.

Send life before they die.

 

-Vagrant Saint (The spirit moves. Surrender to the giver.)