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Lone Wolf
Member Ascendant

since 2000-03-16

Posts 5842
Lansing, MI USA

0 posted 2002-09-22 10:50 PM

I scream out into the darkness
“why is this happening??”
The night gapes back in silence
As I cry out yet again

The cries echo through the mountains
Until my voice is lost to them
I collapse on the ground before me
Bitter, worn with a broken spirit

My cup of anguish runneth over
Leaving a bloody trail through the forest
Beyond the trees I hear a howl
From my brother the timber wolf

His somber cry pierces the black
Embedding itself into my very soul
I feel his pain within my breast
A dull constant ache reverberating throughout

He too feels the agony of my hurt
As his cry becomes more mournful
The light of the full harvest moon
Gleams like diamonds in his eyes

My throat is scratchy and sore
I try to wet it with my canteen
But my stomach heaves violently
Spewing forth the bile of torment

I am too weak to try again
So I lay in the dirt of the forest floor
Inhaling the mossy scent surrounding me
As I pray for death to come quickly

I sense a presence before me
So I look up to see the wolf before me
He sniffs at my hand with curiosity
Before laying beside me

My brother has come to keep watch
Until the break of a new day dawns
He shall guard and protect me
As he would his own throughout the night

I fall asleep exhausted before the wolf
No harm befalls me as I slumber
As the sun rises the wolf stretches
He gives me a long look before walking off

I lay there baffled by this
Until a short time later he returns
Dropping an offering before me
I pick it up to realize it’s meat

He has brought me nourishment
So I may regain my strength
I sit up and take a small bite
As he looks on at me intently

The meat is tender and warm
I savor each and every morsel
Washing it down with water
Left over from my canteen

The wolf lowers his head resting beside me
I run my fingers through his fur
Amazed by its softness and warmth
He sighs softly in appreciation

We sit while I gather strength
For what seems like an eternity
Until I feel able to attempt to stand
I walk unsteadily, but I trudge on

My companion follows behind cautiously
Through the clearing I see my cabin
Framed by the forest and mountains
Awaiting my return from hiking

As I unlock the door I turn back
The wolf sits at the foot of the steps
He awaits invitation to enter in
With a hopeful look in his eyes

Last night he probably saved my life
How I could I deny him such a small reward
I smile at him and motion him in
He bounds past me and rests on the sofa

I laugh as I think how he belongs there
For wolves really are not our enemies
They are just trying to get by like we are
In reality, they are our friends and brothers alike

All writing comes
by the grace of God.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

the_loner_23
Member Ascendant

since 2002-06-08

Posts 5479
Jacksonville, Florida, USA

1 posted 2002-09-22 10:53 PM

Awesome

Cold hands means a warm heart

Midnitesun

Member Empyrean

since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

2 posted 2002-09-22 10:54 PM

I love this, Jennifer. Thank you for this beautiful portrait. I am keeping this in my Wolflove library.

Sven

Member Laureate

since 1999-11-23

Posts 14937
East Lansing, MI USA

3 posted 2002-09-22 11:07 PM

excellent work LW. . . good to see you back again. . .

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Moonlight Romeo

Senior Member

since 2001-09-10

Posts 982
The heart of you

4 posted 2002-09-26 09:32 AM

The song of the wolf is one of peace and contentment, if only we would listen.

Thank you.

What light through yon window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.

NewEnglandlazurlu
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-01-04

Posts 7470
A Mountain Paradise

5 posted 2002-09-26 10:24 AM

So much love and comfort from Brother Wolf.

This is awe-inspiring. Hugs, Marti

Every now and then take a good look at something not made
with hands -- a mountain, a star, the power of the ocean.
There will come to you wisdom,

Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

6 posted 2002-09-28 12:01 PM

Its good to see you around here posting. This seems to have an air of making peace with something around it. enjoyed...and it should be read by more people.

"two hearts will build the foundation for one point of light
a duet done with passion"

excerpt from "I Love You"

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