“Listen, You fire breathing dragon, With a furnace in your mouth and stardust in your marrow, You belong where you are, You’ve lived in the ancient deities and will continue to live in the rubble long after the last God is forgotten. All those times, You have found yourself wailing at the moon, Remember, Your bones are awakening to the pagan blood spilt in the name of new Gods. The wilderness calling is not madness, It is Mother Gaea, summoning you home.” WomenNatureAwakeningPaganMother Nature Author:Samrta Marks