The Wolf runs through the forest wide,
With the moon as its guide, it does not hide.
It moves with purpose, through the night,
A shadow in the dark, ready for flight.
The Wolf does not walk alone,
In the pack, it has found its home.
Loyalty is its heart’s song,
In unity, the Wolf stands strong.
With eyes that see through the night’s veil,
The Wolf knows that silence can prevail.
It listens to the land, the wind, the trees,
And in its heart, it carries the breeze.
The pack is its strength, the pack is its soul,
Together, they make the Earth whole.
The Wolf teaches us to trust and stand,
To walk together, hand in hand.
In the howl of the Wolf, we hear the call,
A reminder that we are one, after all.
For in the wild, the Wolf finds its way,
A spirit of freedom, come what may.
Now, when I hear the Wolf’s distant cry,
I remember the bond that will never die.
For in the pack, we are never alone,
We are all part of the Earth we call home.
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