The moon was full last night
I saw it shinning pale
and could feel its life pulsing
with a vitality that came alive
within me.
I had to fight down the urge
to keep from climbing
the tallest mountains
and howling
a wild song.
The moon was pale and full
and from the gleam
I ran across the land
full of sage
rocking and rolling
with each bump
of the freeway.
There were few others
out that night.
Maybe they could not hold back
the wolf within them.
Perhaps we should have gathered
on top of a mountain
and as one
howled to the moon.
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What a great vision!!! I can just see it... Lots full while all the drivers are howling at the moon... !!! Makin' me smile
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