Running With the Moon

As I sit and howl at the Moon I take form in the light running in the night chasing the sky moving with clouds. Im wild and free my feet hit the ground footprints in the cold mud i become stripped of society as i become one with nature wind blowing through my hair like trees this is my compass i navigate throught the forests of life the rain pours as i dance in beauty the river flows down the valley as i unveil the real me naked in the wilderness i rest with the beasts i tame the inner me run from the conformities to who,what calls me home