In memory of Kiri and his people friend La, one of the wonderful volunteers up at Wolfpark research and wildlife center of Indiana and to Eclipse, the wolf that I sponsor. (Photos from Wolfpark)
The Wolf Is In My Soul
The wolf is in my soul,
strong life force, intuitive and loyal .
Take me not from my wild nature,
it is essential to me.
For that wild nature carries what I need,
dreams, words, songs.
All I really need to be,
all I really need to know.
Seeing through the eyes,
of woman's intuition.
Like a starry night,
I gaze into the night, through a thousand eyes.
In my pack, I find integrity,
in my tribe, I find peace .
I speak and act on my own behalf,
open, but never tamed.
bearing battle scars of time .
Writing my secrets on walls,
refusing to be ashamed of my free spirit.
You can find me wild,
in open air and pristine woods.
In forests of solitude, so quietly,
whispering words from instinctual need.
Does my pack heed my words,
as I stop to see if you catch up?
For I have many things to show you,
an enduring spirit to share.
Join me and run those last hard miles,
howl at that weathered door.
Stand sentry at the window of your dreams,
unleash your wild heart.