Lost Soul

My ribs always feel hollow these days…

But when I hear that wolf howling in the night, 

I know my soul is alive!

Somewhere deep in the wild places she roams, still.

She might be lost…

But she is never truly alone

when the moon is shinning.

© J.G.

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