And I Run With the Wolves
Embracing the Wild Symphony: Nikki Satira's Mystic JourneyLyrics
I saw nothing but darkness
I experienced complete darkness.
Underneath the cedar tree
Beneath the cedar tree, I observed my surroundings.
And as deep as this valley
The valley I'm in is profoundly deep.
So is the wood that carries me
The wood (forest) supporting me is as extensive as the valley.
I'm waxing and I'm waning with the moon
I go through phases, like the moon's waxing and waning.
My blood is running deep within the dew
My life force flows deeply, comparable to dew on the grass.
I'm waxing and I'm waning with the moon
Similar to the moon, I experience growth and decline.
My blood is running deep within the dew
My blood, symbolizing vitality, is entrenched in the dew.
Awoo, awooo and I run with the wolves
I emit a wolf-like howl, expressing connection with nature.
I am the river
I am likened to a river, bringing life and movement.
I am the rain
Similar to rain, I nourish and sustain.
I am the eyes in the night
I represent the watchful eyes in the darkness of the night.
The mud in your veins
I am the essential element in your veins, connecting you to the earth.
I am the seed, the sprout, I am the tree
I encompass the entire life cycle, from seed to tree.
I am the belly of this beast
I am the core or essence of the formidable beast.
I'm waxing and I'm waning with the moon
Like the moon, I go through cycles of growth and decline.
My blood is running deep within the dew
My life force is deeply embedded in the dew, echoing the natural cycle.
I'm waxing and I'm waning with the moon
Similar to the moon, I experience phases of waxing and waning.
My blood is running deep within the dew
My vitality is intricately connected to the dew, mirroring nature's rhythm.
Awoo, awooo and I run with the wolves
Expressing a wolf-like howl, reaffirming my harmony with the wild.
The cedar wood is helping me to breathe
The cedar wood aids my breathing, serving as a support in my journey.
Turn my head toward a silent speak
I turn my attention to a silent communication, possibly with nature.
And I drip, drip, drop on down to the forest floor
I descend to the forest floor, shedding fears as dirt and bones lose their power.
Where the dirt and bones don't scare me anymore
In the forest, I find solace, unthreatened by the remnants of life.
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