The Vision
Maya Hudson 8/12/97
I had a vision
of a wolf
standing sleek grey and proud
Watching me
before vanishing into the mists.
I had a vision
The same wolf
Staring at me
Its eyes glowing, glowing
brighter and brighter
Before turning and walking away
I had a vision
The wolf
Bounding in effortless strides
Through great white drifts of snow
Before turning and gliding out of sight
I had a vision
The grey wolf
It came to me
Standing by my side
Walking before me
A great grey shadow
He vanishes no more