In my life, I traveled from place to place. Group to group. Home to Home. After the experiences with family, the fandom, and in my jobs, I finally know who I am and what I want. Enjoy the words of my soul as I express my deepest wish.


The Wandering Wolf
By Mizu Astrum

As leaving the old pack
The wolf looks to the moon
Its serene grace brings reverence
In its lesson of phases
The new moon shone
As the wolf left the old pack
Ashamed with tail tucked
Feeling regret as the Alpha male
Outcaste his presence
Not only in body but in thought
Yet the wolf wanders on
Finding the pack where he belonged
Crossing the woods for a moon
Beaten and hungry
A she-wolf brings the stray food
Grateful for such generosity
The wolf remembers kindness' meaning
Waxing with the moon
Sheen of hope in his coat
And his smile as wide as a crescent
Introduced to a new pack
Acceptance belongs to this wolf
Enjoying the company of the Alpha she-wolf
And the pack of love she formed
Brimming in the soul
The moon reaches peak
The howl is elated
In Unison with the pack
Yet it is with the past of the former
That haunts the wolf's dreams
Which later manifests
As the two Alphas meet
With the packs united in concordance
The wolf starts to gibbously haunch
As the other wolves bring back
The dark memories of the ebony night
But soon the crescent of his face
Resembles the frown
As the days of shame are reborn
The wolf's heart casts a dark shadow
The moon is new again
And the wolf wanders once more
Waiting for the day
That the moon would wax again
And his coat shines with brilliance
And his smile as wide as a crescent

© Mizu Astrum 2012