The Wolf and The Moon <br />By Tolly Rebeka Christian BlackWolf Hawk <br />The day is past and the Moon now rises from beneath the mountain to greet the stars. <br />The Moon smiles on the sleeping towns, their drone wound down. However, in the <br />forest, Life is still flowing full speed. The Owl fly’s his “day” begun, “Who, Halloo <br />Moon! ” “Hello to you Owl.” The Moon spins on his way. He makes many more <br />greetings to the animals of the forest. He starts to grow weary, and makes ready to bed <br />down for the day when the Wolf came to visit and talk as the animals and Moon talk, <br />“My good friend Wolf! How are you? ” Wolf jumps playfully to and fro, “I am glad <br />Wolf that it has been good for you! It is almost time for the Sun to come up now, I <br />have to go home.” The Wolf whimpered and followed the Moon. When the Moon was <br />almost home he turned to the Wolf and asked, “Why do you follow me? ” the Wolf <br />jumped and landed in the Moons hands and curled up with a tremendous sigh. “No <br />Wolf you cannot come with me, not yet, but now that I know you love me we will be <br />together in spirit, and someday you will be able to come with me to my home to live.” <br />For years, the Wolf ran with the Moon at night, and then they would part ways at <br />dawn. One day while the sun was shining brightly the Wolf, now old to earthly eyes, <br />faded to a wisp of mist from mortal sight, on the night of the New Moon. You could <br />see, that night, a cloud in his shape running before the Moon, and as the Moon grew <br />fuller you could see on the face of the Moon a shape like that old Wolf, you could see a <br />promise kept. The Moon and Wolf were friends, one entity forever.<br /><br />Tolly Rebeka Christian BlackWolf Hawk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wolf-and-the-moon-2/
