if i were a soul…

if i were a soul,

i would mash all my troubles,

break away, and fly free!..

to where your love awaits.

 

 

if i were a soul,

i would journey through the moon,

beyond where our dreams are

coveted by the fallen stars.

 

 

if i were a soul,

i would watch where the sun goes

when her light leaves for the night

and console her woes of the day.

 

 

if i were a soul,

i would follow the wind

soar high up yonder..

reaching for heaven.

 

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The lone wolf and the moon

On the rugged cliffs of the island,
a lonely wolf
looks down to the shore below–
shining and dazzling, kissed
by the moonbeams.

The wolf scanned the vastness
of the sea, then lifts its head
up to the moon…
to cry a song
to that beautiful moon.

But no voice came out,
for it has lost its voice–
Drowned in battles fought in the days
when the beat of the kill
was loud in the world of beasts.

The moon in her yellow splendor
saw the sorrowful state of the wolf;
‘Tis the same creature
that sings tales to me,
speaks to me
–thought the moon.

That night, it was she who howled
for the wolf.