When the moon crests the hills
giving each tree a black pool shadow -
the wolves wade in the forest -
wet themselves in the darkness -
shake it from their fur -
in clearings of light
their eyes are stars -
their teeth comets their tails galaxies -
they are constellations of the night -
they roam the universe
They run as Diana's companions -
laugh as her silver arrows
and their iron teeth
harvest the hunt's bounty -
they hide in her moon -
cloud around her with breath
They are brave of soul -
clear of eye and mind -
they are strong of jaw -
they are loyal-kind -
they are keen to scent -
quick to 'fend their kin -
they are hot of blood -
they are slow to sin
Grey-brown-white-black-blonde -
ear,tail,paw,claw,tongue -
they play as a pack and they
melt together - so that one
is part of all - and all
become one
They prance through the forest -
they track through the sky -
they are noble in friendship -
and single in thought -
i join them in flight -
i run in the company
of wolves