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!!!