Running with the wolves🐺

(English text after the Norwegian text)

Poem dikt running with wolves mental health løper med ulvene cop with life livsmestring

Løper med ulvene

I en pakt for lenge siden hun skrev i blod.

Der hennes liv er skrevet ned i evigheten.

Om hun dør kommer hun igjen og skal lede hele flokken.

Hennes øyne ser mot skogen.

Månen står opp og skinner over henne.

Det er tid nå.

Hun løper.

Hun tar sjansen.

Hun løper med ulvene.

Hun kan se og lytte.

Føler.

Himmelen står i brann.

Den er helt åpen.

Frihet.

Ingen ting kan såre henne nå.

Skadet, men arrene gror.

Hun flyr som en dansende alv.

Blant ulvene er hun trygg.

De passer på henne.

De jakter.

Dreper.

Spiser.

Sover.

På flukt.

Hun løper med ulvene i natt.

De har sett den mørke siden bak månen.

Hennes tanker gir henne frykt.

Hun har blod på sine lepper.

Hun har kommet hjem.

Sterkere nå.

Hjerterytme.

Puster og hennes sinn leges.

Slutt på å gjemme seg.

Hun er alt nå.

Hennes ånd danser i flammehavet.

Hennes skygge danser i måneskinnet og lyser i mørket.

Ulveflokken stopper.

De kommer nærmere.

Ser på henne med lysende blå øyne.

Slikker hennes munn.

Sammen med ulvenes sjeler blir hun ett.

Hun blir veiledet nå.

Tro.

-Orkidedatter-

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Running with the wolves🐺

In a covenant long ago she wrote in blood.

Where her life is written down into eternity.

If she die she will come again and lead the whole pact.

Her eyes look towards the forest.

The moon rises and shines over her.

She has one chanse.

It’s time now.

She run.

She run with the wolves.

She can see and listen.

Feel.

The sky is on fire.

It is completely open.

Freedom.

Nothing can hurt her now.

Hurt, but the scars grow.

She flies like a dancing elf.

Among the wolves she is safe.

They look after her.

They are hunting.

Kills.

Eats.

Sleeps.

On the run.

She runs with the wolves tonight.

They have seen the dark side behind the moon.

Her thoughts give her fear.

She has blood on her lips.

She’s feels like home.

Stronger now.

Heartbeat.

Breathe and her mind heal.

Stop hiding.

She’s all now.

Her spirit dances in the flame of sea.

Her shadow dances in the moonlight and shines in the dark.

The wolf’s stops running.

They come closer.

Looks at her with shining blue eyes.

Licking her mouth.

Together with the souls of the wolves she becomes one.

She is being guided now.

Faith.

-Orkidedatter-

27 kommentarer om “Running with the wolves🐺

    1. Thank you so much, your words mean more than you can imagine🦋 I believe you can bring down words to a poem too. Anyway, it’s so great that we are all different and have different expressions on our blog. It makes us a small community full of color and lovelt people with much caring and love to each other.
      I like your blog🦋and looking forward to follow you.
      I wish you a great day🦋

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      1. Thank you so much for following 🙂 🙂 And yes, you are right I enjoyed blog hopping and reading different styles, different interests and personalities. This is such a wonderful way to explore the world.

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    1. Thank you, it always a pleasure that my words speak to another beautiful soul🦋
      You help to color my wings🦋
      I learned a new word right now -imagery-. In Norwegian is it -bilder- like pictures..
      I wish you a lovely day🦋

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