Wolf’s Gaze


The sight I see is of my own mind ,
Not feeling as if it is in a bind.
I feel as though I'm free to be,
Just free flying over the trees.
My feet touch the floor as I look at whats around
This was all in my mind, even the grass on the ground.
I hear the birds chirping and making their own songs,
Hearing their beautiful voices all along.
I freeze in my sport and stare at a wonder,
A beautiful white wolf just walking , no hunger.
We make eye contact and stare for a moment,
Time is frozen, there is no movement.
I stare at this majestic beauty,
With no fear at all.
Just amazement of the wisdom that i feel, like there is no wall.
As I fly back to myself I feel much more wiser,
The gaze of the wolf still all i wonder.

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