Indeed was she
That pulled face changed
On a placid head of a raw soul
And not so was the wind stuck
Hence she drifted away.
He be not a faceless man
Only a man
And only an animal
Without this face
And of a sea of faces
He doth have a sea
He doth have the wind
But not a calm wave
Nor a still gale
Shall he hath
To keep a face his
In so
His heart stays faceless
But shall stay warm
Til' southerly gusts chill
And makes him stand
Still.
Wolf
Starring Chook.
