The Wolf And The Owl

Wandering across the desert of times
River of memories draws back in the skies
Darkened stream far beneath

A wolf and an owl
Came out of that hill

An owl white came to me
From the darkness of the night
Rests still without a shade of fear
On my trembling arm

A wolf came up to me
From the shadow of old oak
Looks deep in my eyes to see
Hidden evil seed within my soul

Two souls, night wanderers
Dreamcatchers, wishconquerors
Wandering the world
They found me alone
The wolf and the owl

White grace of innocence and wisdom
Dark side of my shadow
Light of day, darkness of night
Two souls combined in one
The wolf and the owl

Give me no gold
No dream, no hope to believe
But a heart to see
The beauty of dreamworld

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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