My bones crack as I shed my skin
Again and again and again
I’m twisting and reaching
Writhing and moaning
My grief waning like the grinning moon
Peeking out through winter mists
Ice clouds shrieking through my torso
Dragging old pain across the night sky
To be dissolved in ephemeral clouds that tremor away in fits
My stars align in lunar flight
Purifying my heart with these crystals of gods’ tears
I am alive and breathing sky
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Wildling creature.
Heart of moss and lichen.
Stones upturned in dampened soil.
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Gloam Gnosis 