Sophia Furlan Wild Call of the WolfYearning to jump inside a wolf I am, Pine trees covered in white frosting, Swaying in mother nature's breath, surround me, Along with frozen lakes and Paper white miniature mountaintops The gray canvas sky above Whispering to me Sucking in the comfort of her loving voice And feeling the harshness and grace of her wintry winds Brush against my cascade of silver-white, ebony-streaked fur, Warming me with the thought of home Enchanted by the wilderness Playing and shaking off the light snow All the fresh scents of the wild call me, pricking up my ears Feeling the gentle flakes skate past my face The endless search for food Lures my nose to the ground I start sniffing, Trailing snowshoe paw prints in the ivory floor Mournful howls call my caring pack to help me Dancing together here and there like searing fire Relaying on fellow brilliant, talented sniffers Luminous snow beneath our feet Wagging my bushy tail To hold me steady on the chase Bright golden eyes glare and lynx through white, wet pine trees Snow scatters fast as lighting from beneath my racing paws Turning aggressive when prey is alert Leaping over tree trunks and boulders To help enclose our fleeing target Baring teeth close in around tough and rough fur Of the frozen, bleeding carcass of caribou Wet crimson clings to our noses and beards Catching our racing breath Hearts pumping faster each second Letting our dry tongues bathe in the moist air Snarling, tearing hunks from the kill Night draws near Turn to settle down with weary pack Calling to each other While digging huts in the powdery snow Warming us like a forest fire Restoring our drained energy back to full Spring will soon appear before us Shoots spring up from underneath Birds call to their mates under the bright, blinding sun The time to split up shall come shortly Shedding our winter coats Running from mankind and other fiends, will never cease When the blessed day comes, I shall disperse with my mate Searching, scanning around for secrecy Reuniting with our pack after our honeymoon Bringing along our spirited pups, ready to learn and thrive Growing bigger by the hour Glancing around curiosity in their begging eyes Tumbling, rolling in lakes and over hills Their wriggling, tiny bodies never cease twitching Taking turns caring for the young Keeping an eagle eye for lurking danger While I kiss and nuzzle my mate's nose tenderly Time for family continues on, growing every minute Leaving behind those who are weak, get injured, lose fights, or die Welcoming the winners Baring our teeth and growl, ready to pounce, Warning others not to come near Howl at the moon before Curling up and falling asleep Dream until color begins seeping onto the horizon And spills across the sky like raging fire Then wake to run, leap, tackle, and kill Passing through every season Till Mother Nature calls me, ready to consume my body Leaving my mark for generations to come
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