Feeling with my spirit eyes,
seeing with my spirit body,
listening with my soul.
Walking with human feet
softly treading on paw pads;
feeling emotions in the air,
sniffing change on the winds.
Loving with my whole spirit
touching with my whole heart,
shedding tears as a woman,
yet singing with the wolves.
Sounds, smells and the taste
of desire, heat and light of protection,
the need constricting my human soul,
the knowing is of Mother Earth.
Creator is my form maker
my parents the form givers.
My love sees this in me,
the belief of my soul.
As a Woman I walk,
with the spirit of Wolf inside,
reminding me that I'm never alone
as I tread softly in Truth.
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