Moon's Calling

Something i wrote when i had nothing better to do.




When you hear the sounds of the waves in the ocean, you can tell the world is calling to you. The waves lap agasint the earth, cleansing it. The sounds of the fire crackle and spit. Heating th air with it's red and orange flames. The life of the erath. The live of every living thing. The sound of the fire and the waves colide and sing the song together. The rusting of the wind can be heard, flutter and praying with the waves of fire. A long loud sound completes the music. It's voice flows like the water but dances like the wind. It's soft and gentil but stong and forcfull like the fire. The oice sings along with the elements. Their watcher: the moon. The voice shines out and mingles with forever grace. As smooth water. As playfull as wind. As strong as fire. As peacefull as the moon. With the elements, the voice sings. The voice of it's master sings. The wolf sings to her mother moon.