Song Of The Wolves

Song of the wolves …

A quiet night,

no sound anywhere.

Clouds in the sky,

played hide and seek,

with the moon.

I fell into a dream

and awoke in a dark forest.

Light filtered through the pines

and the wind blew through the treetops,

onward I went down a winding path,

deep, deep into the dark –

never fearing anything.

I heard the sound of wolves howling

and to me, it was such a lovely melody.

Soon I saw a light,

moonbeams filtered,

a silvery path from above.

Out into a meadow, I came,

where the brightest light showed,

It enveloped me like a cape.

Sparkling rays glittered from the moon above

and I saw shadows at play,

among the dark paths –

that led back into the forest deep.

I saw the sparkling stars,

twinkling so merrily,

high above a hilltop,

there were the silhouettes,

of two wolves.

They stood there,

looking at the moon above,

then they howled

and their sweet music

entranced me.

So mournful, so plaintiff,

as they now were cheek to cheek,

I knew they also expressed –

devotion and love.

It was a magical sound that filled my soul

and I was swept up into a fantasy,

that when I awoke –

I longed to go back again.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a poet and writer. I write for many different sites online. I have two published books of poems on Amazon - Poetic Thoughts Fly and On the Wings of Love.

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