Thursday, 16 February 2012

Wolf

I'm running
You can hear, can't see
If you'd stop you'd smell
That is your own fear


Not stopping
Always hunting
Not in forest or wilderness
In your mind


All teeth and snarl
Claws sharp too
Etching in your mind
A primal fear


I'm strong and wild
Free and lose
You're caged and weak
Bound and restrained


I can smell the morning dew
Touch rays of sun in morning's reveille
Become alive with nature
Know who I am


How many shackles jangle when you wake
Do you yearn to forget the identity that waking reveals
Can you feel the golden glisten of nature
Do you know who you are


?


I am the wolf
Predator
Wild and free

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