Hiding in the perceptions of the mundane
Becoming the unseen
And laughing when speaking truth that no one hears
Because of notions and ideals
Created over centuries of storytelling
Hiding but an arms length away
Inside the hidden tablets
Written on
By the hand of Gods
And because you ask
This "Hound of the Gods"
Howls all phases of the moon
Relentless ...unbending... unshakeable
Holding both presence and promise
Faithful companion
Sitting at your feet
Waiting to be awoken and born by your calling
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