Wolf Moon
What silvery light Is this, that shines Between the branches Betwixt the vines Illuminating Each twig, each tree Bathed in Ethereal beauty A light so cold It sings of death For weary travellers Whose clouds of breath Condense, then freeze Each moment long A pause to hear The Wolf Moon's song



A beautiful poetic tribute to the Wolf Moon! xo
I saw her on my walk last night. Absolutely breathtaking. 🤍✨