There is no call to life
that does not come with the warning
you will never return
and, if you do, no one
will believe you were ever gone.
Your stories will become lies
even to yourself, yet
you will go on binding
your soul with whatever
spells will serve the truth.
Go then. Straight North.
Take the form of wolf or bear
sky or rain
until you take human shape again
and hear that call:
Come to where the heart is free
where all is all
and truth is song,
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