Wolf Song

Under the fading day star

dawn lifts the edges of the night.

The light of early morning

rides the wind into this rocky chamber

facing to the east.

We are drawn to this sacred place

because we are young

and have need to feel the warmth

which feeds our souls

when we are with the pack.

Then of course there is the matter

of our speech, our native tongue:

how we tell our sisters and our brothers

of the deepest longings in our hearts.

If we do not come

to hear our elders sing

how will we ever learn our song?

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