Apr 06, 2004 22:29
I wrote this poem when i was in highschool, and i share it now because my life has come full circle again, and this poem inspires me to explore that.
The Mournful howl of Wolf,
breaks the nights silence.
Raven flies over-head,
sending streaking shadows across the earth.
Man solitary and proud,
Steps into the clearing.
A deep howl erupts from his throat.
He shifts,
the hunt has begun.
He hunts for his past,
so vague and unknown.
Where does it end?
Where to begin?
Only the spirits know for sure.
Thank you Zitka'la Wi for helping me find my past. Techi'hila