Kindred Spirits

This came to me early one morning, actually the words running through my head woke me up demanded to be written down. It's written in memory of Lucan and Clementine two artic wolves that used to reside at Wolf Haven Internation in Tenino WA

 

Wolves howling in the darkening forest,

Chills down the human spine.

What is it about these wondrous creatures that frighten man so?

We call their cousins mans best friend.

Is it that we see ourselves in them?

The way they care for each other and the gentle teaching of their young?

They speak to that wild place that is buried deep within us all.

Do not fear them for they are our brothers and sisters.

Our kin that remains wild and free.

Embrace them, honor them, respect them,

Love them.

Reviews

[Natalie C]

Great work in human-fying (is that even a word?) those mystical creatures.
this was a wonderful eerie piece filled with vivid descriptions and amazingly crafted sentences.

I specially loved
"They speak to that wild place that is buried deep within us all."

Sounds like something the ancient indians would say, in all their wisdom.

[Màiri Andrus]

Natalie, thank you and your comment about the ancient indians, well that may be due to my Cherokee heritage lol

[Kate]

I never understood the fascination with wolves, but I've noticed their prevalence in the writing community. It's an interesting perspective to have towards a creature. Have you ever read Love Medicine? I think you might appreciate the sense of spirituality and kinship and whatnot in it.

[forfila]

I agree 100% I love them, they are so mystical and really just display nature perfectly.

Nice write..