“FireStorm”

 

Canine, Feline, Reptile.

She is the embodiment of so many storms,

elements.

Look into her eyes, you will see it raging.

The fire, the rapacious storm,

the one that will change it all.

On that day of fire, it wasn't just the hills that burned.

A piece of her soul was found, and another lost, incinerated.

The Wolf, the Jaguar, the Serpent,

the Witch, the Shaman, the Shapeshifter.

What kind of a creature was made on that day?

I suppose it depends on your perspective.

Forged in the flames, this creature comes forth.

All Rights Reserved - Lynne Taylor / AutumnWolfPublishing 2021.

Lynne Taylor

Author of fiction, short stories, and poetry.

http://autumnwolfpublishing.com
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