Storytime
10-23-2006, 11:18 PM
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Silently lopes the winter wolf,
beneath snow-laden trees,
following frozen rivers as
alone he braves the breeze.
His fate is now a certainty,
an end that none may tell;
and though he hunts, he hungers not,
expecting naught as well.
He listens to a distant howl
across a wind-swept lake,
a feast of tasty caribou
of which he’ll not partake.
With a pace that’s ever slowing down,
his vision’s grown opaque,
though memories still flicker on
of kills he once could make.
He's shared long nights in joyful howls
beside a strong grey mate,
but hunting’s made him weary now -
his day has become late.
As snow yet falls in softest flakes,
his thoughts are growing dim.
Peaceful sleep is gently waiting,
as night descends on him...
Silently lopes the winter wolf,
beneath snow-laden trees,
following frozen rivers as
alone he braves the breeze.
His fate is now a certainty,
an end that none may tell;
and though he hunts, he hungers not,
expecting naught as well.
He listens to a distant howl
across a wind-swept lake,
a feast of tasty caribou
of which he’ll not partake.
With a pace that’s ever slowing down,
his vision’s grown opaque,
though memories still flicker on
of kills he once could make.
He's shared long nights in joyful howls
beside a strong grey mate,
but hunting’s made him weary now -
his day has become late.
As snow yet falls in softest flakes,
his thoughts are growing dim.
Peaceful sleep is gently waiting,
as night descends on him...