Wolf's Night

In the shinning full moon light, I race down the path.

I'm pumping my four strong powerful legs. I reach a clearing in the dark woods.

The woods open up into a small meadow. I run to the large rock in the middle.

The smell of all the flowers here overwhelm me. Roses, lilies, violets, daffodils, honeysuckles, and lilacs.

Orange-blossoms, primroses, tulips, and lavenders. All the flowers are a lite,

By the glow of the wonderfully bright moon. I leap onto the rock, looking around me.

Then the others come into the clearing. Some come slowly, while others run.

They stop in a circle around me. They are my friends.

My family. My pack.

I look at each face, Recognizing them all.

I stop at my mate. She comes up and joins me on the rock.

We throw our heads back and howl. We sing our lunar song.