still soul, watcher in night
wishing the wind unto your tails
singing softly songs never spoken
Your wings are of the old spirits
stand strong, and take heart
for you lie as a goddess of man
and a servant of nature
your path is split as your tails
though you may walk head held high
your paws stray not far from earth
are you as kitsune,
or do you long for human guise
as you are kitsune,
speaking ancient lore in mortal tongue
with you as human,
speaking words never sung
Kitsune rise high and greet the night
fly though mind and body dare resist
your soul is gifted to see past the light
let your feathers be wings over this mist
Laugh now as your ride
you voice will never seem the same
when your soft dark eyes
see past the fear of love’s shame
Wish the wind upon all our wings
your tails a fan of fire
grant a gift that all may sing
the dance of fur and feather never tires
Luna breaks loose the seams
rays reflected from a sun out sight
hold tight within this, your dream
your soul carried high, like a star-struck kite