Finding Home in the Fire

I never knew where home was

Why my heart longed to sing in the wilds

Until you took my hand

And led me into your fire

Into the woods

Where trees looked like iron

A haven for those of wild heart

And wild tongue

To run free in the ecstasy

Form-shifting freedom

Soul trembling joy

A wholeness that I never knew existed

If someone had asked me in that moment where home was

I would have pointed them to your cabin in the woods

Where the soup burnt my tongue in a lesson on pride

And my shifting form felt more solid than ever

Wrapped in white furs on the floor

Learning of your children by the firelight

Not knowing where the path out the door would lead me

But knowing I could always return

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Author

Hello! I’m Max, 26, and have been a proud Loki devotee for approximately six years now. I’ve had an oath with him for about five years, and am constantly learning and growing as I work with him and his family. Poetry tends to be my primary devotional act, so I look forward to sharing them with you all.

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