A Glance Inside
Engulfed in darkness, the wind
whistles though the trees and
gentally rustles my hair
as I follow the path before me.

Chilled, I wrap my arms around myself
in an effort to create warmth .... when
the call of the wild
echos in my ears.

I turn with
trepidation towards
the sound.
Scanning the
horizon I spot
a lone wolf
silhouetted by the
moon.

As our sights lock with anticipation
time is nonexistant.
His desolate call seems to touch my soul
bringing with it an undenieable sence of
tranquillity and comprehension.
We stand together, but alone.

A sound from behind startles me
breaking my gaze
with the wolf...
as my eyes turn back to the horizon, he is gone.

I close my eyes
and still feel his presence
I feel his peace...
his strength.

Time passes, the
years float by on
wings
as I still look
toward the horizon
for the source of
my tranquility.