Howling Moon

I dreamt the woods were calling out to me

The night breathed a wind through the trees

I heard a sound that drove through my soul

A music that found it's way in me

I walked the darkness in the chill of the night

The light of fire up ahead

My eyes were reeling from what I looked upon

My heart afraid that I was dead

I'm haunted by the silver moonlight

I'm haunted by the howling moon

This yearning turns us into

Reeds by the water

I wish that river flowed through me

I crossed the threshold to another place

Or maybe it had taken space in me

It shone with light I'd never seen the like of

A fragrant warmth I could breathe

They came up close to welcome me in,

A face so bright I had to look away:

'Friend, what brings you to the outer lands?

The cost of this journey is hard to pay'

The dreams of the night,

Sometimes catch a soul aflame

But the dreams of the day take ahold;

It's a dangerous calling,

To breathe a dream alive

Maybe I was there a thousand years

But I woke in coldness the next day.

The taste will always be upon my lips,

And I've heard it's always been this way.

I saw the eye of the circle and the sun,

I felt the heavens in my hand.

I heard the whisper of a better way,

I saw a line drawn in the sand


© The Ragged Hearts 2025

All rights reserved