Wolf God in the Bathroom Door

Whispers in the silence, truths I can't ignore

Echoes through the hallway, where spirits softly soar

Started seeing shadows, fading to the light

Ghosts of past and future, in the dead of night

Earth beneath my feet, life’s a fragile thread

Found my sacred door, where my God softly said

In the bathroom’s mirror, in the frame of old wood

I saw a wolf’s reflection, silent and good

His eyes, a beacon, guiding through the haze

In that quiet space, I found my ways

Wolf God in the doorway, guardian of my soul

Speaking through the silence, making broken parts whole

Dreams that came in visions, futures to defend

Life’s a sacred journey, with my spirits as friends

Five dreams I traveled, spirits from beyond

Visions of the future, stories they spawned

Saved a life, changed a fate, all in a whisper’s grace

The earth and my life, woven in sacred space

Walking with my wolf God, through the shadows and dawn

Learning that in silence, the truth is drawn

Life and earth are one, in each breath we take

Guided by spirits, in the quiet, awake