Wolf looks up to the dusking sky.
Eagle sees the sparkle the Wolf's murderous eyes.
A hoot, the Owl has spoken.
No longer under the radar of nature, for the Wolf is now very well present to life.
A shooting star lights the sky for a brief moment.
Wolf has blended in again, no longer visible.
A stone fell into the lake, the sound disturbed the silence.
The Owl snapped at the source, it was the wolf again.
The Eagle soared off into the distance, a Crow in its talons.
With a glimpse and a shudder, the Owl took to the air to find its favourite prey.
The Wolf glanced at the moon and let off the usual howl of the night.
It seems only Wolf cannot disappear.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
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