Diary of a Wolf Cub

Life rolls
As mountains across
Cloudy landscape
Vast
Incomprehensible
Full scale never realised.
Looking towards
New horizons
The sun blinds me
Tears bring release
What do I cry for?
Cause never reason
But rushing through
Flood gates of
Opportunity
Sad happiness
Cools
Like a breeze.
If I could save these tears
I would make you drink them
Quench your self-pity
Drown you in another world.
If I were to fall from this great height
I would pick myself up
Start again
Same view
Same sun
Same tears
Different eyes.

All women are equal
In the eyes of God
But not in the eyes of Tampax.
Are you woman enough
To admit you are a
Regular girl (6 to 9 grams)?
Or do you claim to be
Super (11 grams)
Even though you will
Never bleed enough?
Perhaps you stick with
Mini (less than 6 grams)
Never understanding
Why you continue to flood.

We buy the box
But no-one tells us
How to measure the flow
So how do we ever
Really know?

The test of time
Regularly fails
Seconds
Minutes
Hours
Infinity
Forever nothing
Eternally something
You forgot you never wanted.
To wait
Is to believe you don't
Already have it.
Roundabout
Turning
Waiting for you to leap.
Once slowed, easy to board
Carrying only disappointment
That is must shortly stop
Gone
Forever nothing
Eternally something
You forgot you never wanted.

With darkness
Comes new light
New sight
Of all that is hidden
But constant
In the illusion of day.
I feel your presence
Like a blanket
Protective, never cloying,
A reassuring call
Of all unseen
But stronger than reality
The unreal reality
For you are constant, infinite
Beyond space and time
You carry us through physicality
Through the constraints of life and death.
The wind calls tonight
And I welcome her
No longer afraid of
Destruction, power
Interminable strength
I embrace creation
Life and energy
Removing boundaries
Of limitation and finite possibility.
I thank her for not disturbing the stillness
Whilst enjoying her storm.
With darkness
Comes new life
A secret visitor
Flourishing under the veil
Feeding on energetic silence.

You break the magic
With you unexpected arrival
The first daffodil to bloom amongst
Sleeping green
You colour my life
In an astonishing
And beautiful way
My own seed
Grown in my bare uncultivated garden
You have blossomed into
A miraculous tree
Whose fruits taste sweeter
Every day.
I want to hold you
To the wind
And show her your power
Our power
She will understand
For she tells me so
WIth every whispered breeze
And roaring gust.
You will fear her as I once did
But I will hold you to my heart
Until you are ready
To run into her embrace
And fly away on her
Sweeping song.