When we howl, children,
we give it all we’ve got.
Think power, think passion,
send your voice over the mountain,
“I am here, where are you?”
fill out those lungs to the ribcage—
nose to the sky,
now yearn! yearn! yearn!
You just scared the pants off those two-leggeds
down in the valley.
Harriet Ann Ellenberger
25 March 2015
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And in return I offer this poem, to be used as a charm for difficult times.
Desire Spoken Under a Night Sky
May the earth live,
May we live on the earth,
May love in our life flower,
May the transformation be realized.
May it be stone that we stand on,
May winds bring us fast-moving thought,
May our heart bathe in salt waters,
May spiral galaxies light our way home.
– Harriet Ann Ellenberger (March 2014)