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Wolves at Sunset
I’m running now
under a thick and heavy sky.
The air is on fire and the sky is blazing. bursts of starlight are rising from the spreading ink of the horizon and
I couldn’t believe my ears when I heard the singing cut through the summer sky.
I hear you now I hear you calling out
And I’m running to you now, I’m coming as fast as my body can take me—
With each stride—
With each blade of dried yellow grass that passes silently and softly under my ignorant feet:
I see the rise and fall of the curve of the earth ahead of me with the dust of human creation and all the riches and splendors I was taught to seek out, all the fallacies of ego and despair—
all far behind me.
I hear you singing and I can barely contain my laughter, it’s been so long since
I heard your song.
The air is on fire and the sky is blazing. I’m coming, I’m coming
It won’t be long now.
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