My Souls Animal Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

In shadow, I walk, a silent grace,
A wild heart beats in this human space.
Eyes that gleam, in twilight's deep,
Secrets the ancient forests keep.

A call I hear, when moon is high,
A longing beneath the starry sky.
Though tied to earth, my spirit roams,
Through silent fields and shadowed homes.

Loyalty's fire, a burning truth,
For kin, for pack, in strength and youth.
A watchful gaze, a scent I trace,
To find my path, to find my place.

Not tame, not held, but free and bold,
A story whispered, ages old.
The wolf's true spirit, in me resides,
Where instinct leads and freedom guides.