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In my dreams I have seen the wolves cry
roaming in search of a place to reside
who will listen to their warnings signs
reaching for the stars above the pines
lone wolf I hear your songs in the night
apparitions dance under silver moonlight
ancient drums,
walking the spirit realm
owl perched in branches of a winged elm
in the wilderness
of our hearts, we bury sorrow
rhythm of life we
desire to keep, not just borrow
we shall sing with the
wolves our song of tomorrow
in my dreams I've heard the twigs snap
drinking in the
sweetness of maple sap
walking with ancestors from days past
warriors beyond
the veil running fast
around a roaring fire,
seeking wisdom
eyes gleaming, a brightly colored prism
distant thunder, a
symphony of howls
awakening as nocturnal
life prowls
in the wilderness
of our hearts, we bury sorrow
rhythm of life we
desire to keep, not just borrow
we shall sing with the
wolves our song of tomorrow
in my dreams, I've spoken in native tongue
remembering all
the songs left unsung
red tailed hawk calls, whispering in my ear
between the shadow of trees you appear
your gentle spirit hovers mere steps away
everlasting imprints in the moss and clay
an appetite for freedom basic survival
awakening moon announces your arrival
in the wilderness
of our hearts, we bury sorrow
rhythm of life we
desire to keep, not just borrow
we
shall sing with the wolves our song of tomorrow
Posted for Poets United
A dream shared between friends
Author's Note: Sherry in an email had used the
phrase " We shall sing with wolves our song of tomorrow"
my muse was inspired and we agreed to both write
a poem this week to share with Poets United. The only
requirement was to use that line somewhere in the poem.
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