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The Wild Souls

The Wild Souls-

I will feed the wild ones.
They deserve to be nourished.
Returning what was once taken from them.
Their migrations
that were interrupted
by some shortsighted plan.
I will feed the wild ones,
at first just offering the scraps
from the feast.
Then venturing further away
from the warmth.
Deeper into the dark of night
where city lights do not reach.
There I offer them the clothes
from my body,
locks of hair for their nests.
I offer them the meat from my bones
and even the bones themselves.
Realizing without fear
that the wild souls
are closer to Creator
than those
that stay indoors.

-Taya

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TayaTaya Malakian is a poet, an artist, a yogini, a mother, and a minister/spiritual advisor. She strives to bring deep wisdom, ceremony and soulfulness into every aspect of daily life. She lives in Nevada City, Ca.View all posts by Taya →