Wolf Speaks

Drums beat in rhythm

A pounding heartbeat…

within the spirit

Of him who

Watches with wary

Eyes from

the mountain peak…

Swirls of smoke

Rise up to heaven

A campfire’s homage

wafting past his nostrils

And beckon

“Wolf speak!”

He looks to his mate

Then walks away

And bids her farewell

With a growl.

in painful transition

He takes his position

And summons the pack

with his howl.

He runs through the woods

on a path to the valley

He quenches his thirst at a stream,

then bays to the night

in praise of his freedom;

a man who's a wolf in a dream.

Drums beat in rhythm

A pounding heartbeat…

of him who calls out to stars

in all their glory

in ecstasy

atop the mountain peak.

Moonlight commands an encore

a heartfelt soul song,

and beckons

"Wolf speak!"

composite picture by Shanice Thibedeau www.shanice2004.net

Original wolf picture Monty Sloan

morphing human, Chris Billingsley, a lover of wolves

Jennifer Grant