---'My Wolf'---by---Lynne---

---My Wolf--- 1/10/2008 --- by Lynne---“MY WOLF, I FEEL HIM NEAR, I SEE HIS SILHOUETTE IN THE COOL PALE MOONLIGHT AMONGST THE TALL TREES. HE WATCHES ME FROM A DISTANCE, NEVER TO APPROACH ME. I HEAR HIS SOLEMN VOICE ECHOING THROUGH MY SOUL AS HE SINGS WITH THE PACK IN THE FORREST. I LONG TO JOIN HIM, MY HEART IS FILLED WITH SADNESS IN HIS ABSENCE, YET IT SOARS WHEN I FEEL HE IS NEAR. WILL HE COME CLOSER? ONE DAY WILL OUR EYES MEET? WILL I EVER RUN MY FINGERS THROUGH HIS THICK, LUXURIOUS, AND SILKY FUR? I KNOW THIS WOLF; I HAVE ALWAYS KNOWN HIM, THIS ELUSIVE BEAUTY. SO WISE AND STRONG. I WAIT HERE UNDER THE COOL PALE LIGHT OF THE MOON. I WAIT FOR MY WOLF TO COME OUT OF THE SHADOWS AND SHARE HIS WISDOM AND SPIRIT. WHY IS SUCH A POWERFUL WOLF SUCH AS HE, SEEM ALMOST SHY IN THIS GAME HE PLAYS, SO CLOSE BUT JUST OUT OF REACH? LISTEN, THE BEAUTY AND SADNESS RESONATES THROUGHOUT THIS NIGHT AND MY SOUL, AS HE THROWS BACK HIS HEAD AND OPENS HIS SOUL AND SONG TO THIS WINTER MOON. MY WOLF.