The cry of the wolf,
The call of the wild,
Snakes it's way through the trees,
An eerie sound and yet so mild
As sounds of age old wisdom fill the air
Upon the still and blissful clear starry night,
And so the call sounds out again.
Clear and free in the moonlit night
It calls to me so vivid and free
To calm my soul within the night
To ease the mind upon my sleep
To fill the soul with love so bright
The cry of the wolf
A voice of wisdom a soul so free
Placement in the wild
Wolf wisdom calls out to me
Jennifer Don (c) 2010
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