The Wolf

 

I asked the Wolf,

“Why do you howl?”

 

He looked at me,

then up at the sky,

and said,

“I call to my pack.

The living ones,

and those passed on,

to come run with me,

and help me chase the Stag,

so we may feast together.”

 

I sat,

looking at the sky,

and asked,

“Why do you take the sheep?”

 

The Wolf looked at me,

his eyes a deep gold,

and replied,

“Because they are easy.”

 

We both sat in silence

for a while.

Then,

he returned to the darkness,

and I returned to my flock,

no longer thinking

that there was safety in numbers.

 

 

HG – 2020

 

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