On Thursday, my bedroom door knocked
It wasn’t a pattern I knew, but I knew it would open
A snowy mountainside
Endless pine to the ever-changing sky
Old Woo lifted her head
“One more hike?”
Her old legs don’t stand strong anymore
Her hearing’s going too
But she got up in her unhurried way
And bumped my hand with her head
She walked to the threshold, her nose in the air
Her wise eyes said “don’t follow”
I shook my head
The cold bit my nose and the door burned my hand
Old girl turns back, happy and strong
Neithernor is my home now
Don’t be afraid
This door isn’t yours, but listen on the wind
When you’re alone in the tower look to the shadows
I’ll be there under the stairs
When you’re alone on the plains follow my tracks
We’ll run to world’s end
When you’re scared in the forge feel for my touch
I’ll guard you in the dark
When you’re losing your balance reach out
My back is stronger now
When you’re blind in the fog listen to my voice
I’ll sing until you’re safe
When you’re cold in the forest focus on me
I’ll guide you home
Just call my name and I’ll come for you
I belong to the wilds now, but I’ll always know your voice
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In Memory of Loulou
2004 - 2019
