It was dancing wolves
in the wilderness
That sounded the
alarm
Gave its appearance
in the shadows of
resiliency
As the drapery
found its
silhouettes
A limited
time only
Just like
a segment
in time
Anchoring
with touch
trees of
the woods
Measured within
the pressure
of the frigid
Leaning on
the power of a teacher
and pathfinder
who shares knowledge
Enveloped in
loyalty, guardianship,
teamwork and wildness
Just as stamina
of a horse, which
lends strength, drive,
passion, sexuality
of both physical
and unearthly power
Counting on the
intuitive nature
of attentiveness
Leaning on the
power rejuvenation
and resiliency
Transformation
is the magical
flow of breathing
life into existence
Like dancing
wolves that
springboards
courage and
confidence
Never losing
sight of there
surroundings
The depths
of the water
only gives
glimpse of
the changes
Like silent
cries in the
wilderness
Let it be
first of
many accounts
of warm
sled rides
guided by the
wolves of
nature
Forging forward
as the horses
embrace the
unknown–
Loving the journey
and leaning on
the possibilities
with power of
instinctive nature–
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