the lone wolf woman smirks at the name bestowed on her for she is never alone.
to be capable of loneliness implies that the wind and trees and insects are not
perfect company to keep. the lone wolf woman often seeks this lonely place they
speak of, but her howls always reverberate off of somewheres which exists where
nowheres end, and she is comforted by the resonance. when she listens closely
the trees whisper truths about entanglement through roots dug deep in the earth.
it is only limbs extended in air which give illusion of separation. inspired by spirit
the lone wolf woman soars into a sun that never sets. during momentary flight
her soft pads separate from earth, but it is in being back in contact which creates
a movement forward. constant contact would mean standing perfectly still. the lone
wolf woman knows not to be afraid to let the full moon inspire her to dance. for
even when she is lost in the dark, it is only then that the stars begin to shine.