The Call of the Pagan Wild

The Call of the Pagan Wild


There is a time in every pagan's life
where we sit behind a desk,
be it in school or at work,
and we feel as though we do not belong,
do not belong in the desk,
do not belong in the room,
and do not belong in a mundane existance,
for we are Pagans.

We are Pagans,
which makes us different and unique.
We walk with one foot
firmly planted in this world,
and another rooted,
like those of a rowan tree,
in a natural nature filled Earth
where spirits dwell,
and fairies dance,
and magic shimmers all around us.
It is a place where we come
to commune with spirit guides
for lessons and truth,
and see the unknown realities
beyond those of the waking world.

We feel as though we do not belong,
for ours is a world of duality,
one mundane and
one of ethereal beauty
where we know a kind of freedom
that can be discovered no where else.
We see beyond society's boundaries,
that which was erected
to keep our kind in check,
and those that cross those borders at bay.

And as we sit at our desks,
looking around at our peers,
we wonder how
anyone could walk around so blind,
day to day,
for our eyes now see without blinders.
And we see what others do not.
And it is in those singular moments,
that we are faced with the
biding truth of our differences,
when we feel, down to our soul,
hear, above the roar of society,
and answer the call of the Pagan Wild.