Happy Freya’s Day!

“Like a Wolf

I am drawn to the pack

But I walk alone

Outside its embrace

I am and am not

Part of the pack

I watch over them

High on the hill

Safe in my sight they will be,

I stand alone to be stronger

Stronger than the pack

Stronger for the pack

Loneliness is the price I pay

So they can be free

So Lone Wolf

I stay and howl alone

in Luna’s face

Until THE She-wolf finds me.”

Writer’s Notes:

I wish Miss Salty had not taught me to touch my feelings with words at times. I have a love-and-hate relationship with my poetry. Every time, I write one, I think of her, and it makes me sad. I wonder if anyone will ever walk beside me again like that.

The lone wolf analogy fits me so well these days. I do watch over the people I love and care for. I am always ready to come to their aid at any moment. But I feel like I am outside too. Just to watch over and not to participate. I feel the loneliness of solitude, but also understand its strength. I am stronger than the pack. But they have nothing to fear from me.

I now understand more and more that this feeling of being the one wolf most of my life was a part of my autism. I have felt like the odd person out for a very long time. Very few get into my heart. Once they do I am very vulnerable to them as I have found out with so many pains. I just wish I could find love again. Some days I wonder if I ever will.

I remain.

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher.  The Grey Wayfarer.

Skal!!!