She rests on her knees
And the wind flows around her
Tendrils of silky hair
Run through her pale fingers
She calls deep into her soul
Looking for the ancient blood of her people
A shimmering flash... and then
A change
She is a wolf running through the woods
Baying at the moon
Her pack mates
Always by her side
She changes
And is with her human family
Knowing she is a wolf
And a person
Always both
Never just one
I love the way the poem unfolds, you captured the life of a wolf and a human at the same time. Great work!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Although I'm pretty anti-Twllight (the part about the tranformation just reminds me) this poem captures a unique image, all in all a great poem 9/10