White Wolf Poet Rhyme

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Druid Shaman

My heart bleeds
But I'm immune
The shaman walks
In the midwinter moon

The hawk guides me
On my path today
Under the wandering willow
My heart does stray

The wolf my ally
With the Raven, I fly
No man can touch me
With the serpent, I lie

I have lived many times
In many forms, I've been
My soul is immortal
This universe I've seen

Mysteries are unraveled
In the initiate’s eyes
Seeing only the light
In the darkest of skies

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Patricia Cresswell September 30, 2017 at 2:07 PM Thank you.

Phil Capitano July 6, 2017 at 7:41 AM Your wolf brothers would be proud of this 'sighted' poem, your animal guides are with you. There are many ways of seeing, my friend, and to control such sight is a challenge. By the way, I checked out that book you recommended ~ very cool.

Lenna Walker June 22, 2017 at 11:51 AM Very mystical feel. It reminds me of the books I have read about Indians and their ways of 'seeing'. My great Grandfather was full blooded Indian, so that heritage has always been interesting to me.. Great write Rick :)

Demetrios Trifiatis June 22, 2017 at 5:28 AM A mystery revealing poem of the soul's quest for wisdom through space and time dear, WW ! Illuminating!

Frederic Parker June 21, 2017 at 6:06 PM life is eternal, forms of life are not, understanding the difference between the two...wisdom

Daniel Turner June 21, 2017 at 5:03 PM I think it's outstanding! Very mystical. Excellence in poetry, WW:)

Charlie Smith June 21, 2017 at 3:25 PM Mystically immortal, a captivating concept and a great read. Well done White Wolf... White Wolf June 21, 2017 at 3:31 PM Thank you very much, Charlie /|\

Heidi Sands June 21, 2017 at 3:09 PM This is really neat , interesting and also with a calmness :) White Wolf June 21, 2017 at 3:21 PM Thank you for your kind words, Heidi! I enjoy your work very much too /|\

Freddie Robinson Jr. June 21, 2017 at 3:08 PM Very mystically alluring poem, WW. The last stanza is so universal ... everyone can relate to it. Just beautifully worded ... mysteries are unraveled in the initiates eyes ... seeing only the light in the darkest of skies. Pure poetry. Splendid poem, my Aussie friend. Love always. White Wolf June 21, 2017 at 3:18 PM I'm so glad you enjoyed this one, RW /|\

Dale Gregory Cozart June 21, 2017 at 3:01 PM it's too bad you can't enter your own contest. This sound very Native American: your words are pure and concise. White Wolf June 21, 2017 at 3:08 PM Haha, No, I don't think I'll enter it! Thanks, Dale /|\

Anne-Lise Andresen June 21, 2017 at 2:42 PM - This reminds me of Indians, W.W. :) - Indian culture that includes religion, lifestyle, traditions, arts and crafts, dance and legends - All the little details that make the culture special and exciting - An impressive poem :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) White Wolf June 21, 2017 at 2:57 PM Yes, there are MANY similarities with the Druid traditions and Native Americans! Even similar ancient stories! You have a keen eye, Anne-Lise! An open eye if you will! In an old post of mine, I mentioned one story, in particular, that was shared by both! Having to do with an eagle and a wren! I always enjoy seeing your comments /|\ Anne-Lise Andresen June 21, 2017 at 2:43 PM Maybe I'm completely wrong ..............

Winged Warrior June 21, 2017 at 2:39 PM You are definitely a lightworker my friend...loved every line...you are at one with nature, soul, and god...a poetic piety lol...god bless...^WW^ Winged Warrior June 21, 2017 at 9:21 PM What the he%^&^$##@ are you talking about...just kidding my friend...I understand...peace and light...^WW^ White Wolf June 21, 2017 at 3:17 PM Kahlil Gibran: A poet is a bird of unearthly excellence, who escapes from his celestial realm arrives in this world warbling. If we do not cherish him, he spreads his wings and flies back into his homeland. /|\ Winged Warrior June 21, 2017 at 2:54 PM Lightworkers are here to spread love and light through the hands of the Creator...many poets are lightworkers...because one can not express more of oneself except through words and art...music follows as well...lightworkers resonate at a higher level of conscienceness ...some don't even know it... may the light be with you Wolfie lol...^WW^ White Wolf June 21, 2017 at 2:42 PM I'm just your typical Altairian! Haha! May Awen shine from within you always, my friend /|\

Chris Green June 21, 2017 at 2:22 PM Mystical and enchanting my friend. There is a quiet solitude to your words that feels so soft to read. White Wolf June 21, 2017 at 2:29 PM Earlier tonight I did a reading with my Druid animal oracle cards for a friend and this poem emerged from it! Thank you for your words Chris /|\