by Curtis DeCotis
Swiftly a wolf moves
To take a position.
Patiently a wolf waits,
For what is time to a wolf?
A wolf moves in a pack,
With its mate and relatives.
It enjoys a free life
With only the consequences of nature.
The wolf revers the hunt
And the wisdom of others.
Ah, my spirit, you are much like this.
You try to reward yourself
By setting yourself up for gratification.
Patiently you wait for what you know will happen
For what do the minutes matter?
You join with the spirits of my family and friends
which dwell in their individual hearts.
Your enjoy an independent existence,
trying to keep yourself from society's jail.
You search for others who would share
Their wisdom with you.