Crying Wolf

wheat sways

in moon’s

dawn.

Wolf swoons

God’s soul.

Loyal remains

the sky’s disposition,

while

Mother traitors

our innocence.

Wind lashes

tongues of blue

and green.

Key to

our telling

song

beats with

heaven’s roar.

 

by

Rod C. Stryker

An older, pastoral piece. Hope you like it.

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