Andrea Hrnjak
Art & Poetry
Art & Poetry
A creature of the spirit's grace,
She roams the realms of time and space,
Her howl,a song,both ancient,wise,
Echoes through the endless skies.
In every heart,a wolf may dwell,
A spirit fierce,a tale to tell,
Of wilderness and mystery,
In every soul,the wild is free.
The eyes of the wolf soul,a mirror to our own,
Reflecting inner journeys,in the wilderness we've known.
It carries us inward,where silence holds the key,
And leads us backto all we're meant to be.
There's a wolf that lives inside of me,
A spirit wild,a soul set free.
In shadows deep and moonlit night,
It haunts the realm of dreams and light.
Leave the shell, the weight, the skin—
And shift into the light within.
Unravel all you thought was true,
The masks you wore, no longer you.
Rooted in mythology, fantasy, and the occult, my work opens portals into dreamlike realms where the feminine and the untamed move in sacred rhythm with nature—guided by memory, instinct, and imagination through the veiled space where shadows speak, spirits wander, and ancient symbols return to light.
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