WOLVES

In the depths of the wild, where the moonlight gleams,

A pack of wolves roams, their spirits as they seem.

Graceful and fierce, in the shadows they dance,

Their howls echoing, a symphony of chance.

With coats of silver, they blend with the night,

Their eyes like embers, burning so bright.

Majestic beings, bound by nature's call,

In their every move, an elegance enthralled.

In the solitude of the untamed land,

They roam as a family, a united band.

Their loyalty unwavering, hearts intertwined,

A harmony of souls, their spirits defined.

Their paws leave imprints, upon sacred ground,

A testament to strength, that echoes all around.

With every step they take, they claim their domain,

A reminder of the wild, where freedom shall remain.

They are teachers of resilience, through trials they've faced,

Never faltering, in the realms they've embraced.

In their unity lies wisdom, whispered in the breeze,

A unity that strengthens, even in the darkest seas.

Oh, the tales they tell, in their ancient eyes,

Of legends and myths, as the moonlight sighs.

They carry the secrets of the forest's heart,

Where wildness thrives, and dreams can restart.

So let us not forget, the wolves' sacred role,

Protectors of the wild, guardians of the soul.

For in their presence, we find courage anew,

To embrace our wildness, and let our spirits pursue.

In the tapestry of nature, wolves weave their song,

A melody of resilience, that echoes strong.

May we learn from their tales, their spirit untamed,

And honor their legacy, forever unchained.