Ghosts

This one just came to me one day demanding to be written down.

 

They glide silently through the shadows and over the snow.

Searching for the food that will help their young to survive.

Fur so soft and thick with moonlight glinting off their silver coats.

They pause to sniff the air; it is heady with the scent of caribou.

They lift their muzzles to the sky and sing their joy to the night.

Their little ones will not go hungry this night.

They bound forward anticipation and thrill of the hunt lending them speed.

Once again they glide silently through the shadows and over the snow.

Reviews

[Lyra H]

Beautifully done. Merry meet! )0(

[Timothy R. Berman]

Well written. I love the imagery that it brings across. The richness and natural flow. Simple and yet profound.

[Cats Eye]

Nicely written, not 100% sure what kind of animal this is about but I'm guessing its a wolf, it allows me to feel like I'm one with then, I enjoyed reading this piece.