Through the silence and the hate I passed no believers <br /> To the blinders of my seeing. <br /> <br /> Walked till gone was the bridge, a <br /> River and a mountain of hope I'm told. <br /> <br /> While wandering from forest to forest <br /> I thought I saw my breath turn cold. <br /> <br /> I could feel the lone wolf fly across <br /> The snow with turns of grace so fast to meal. <br /> <br /> Well fed it turned from my sight and was gone with <br /> No trace, but its tracks to the river. <br /> <br /> Suddenly I felt the wolf at my side; it was trying <br /> Desperately to teach me how to sing. <br /> <br /> Growling fiercely, then with as light sigh it touched me to tears. <br /> So blind am I not to sing, so hidden my soul to feel free. <br /> <br /> A note broke the silence of the cold, till suddenly <br /> The lone wolf disappeared forever. <br /> <br /> I sing you now the Wolf's Song.... let the feeling <br /> Of hate go when you dance in harmony to Earth; <br /> <br /> And know this, "Peace has always been around you, but <br /> Your blinders hide it amongst the clouds I am today."<br /><br />Dennis Beus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lone-wolf/
