Scorpio and the Wolf

For Chris the Wolf, a Scorpio child…

The Wolf Spirit is eternal with no time to keep

With moon cycles mindful in deliberate sleep

Days do not age, just ferment in a wisdom heap

No bounds to enlightenment as energy seeps deap

Through forest to sky the Wolf Spirit will freely leap

To a rising form a Scorpio will seek in it’s creep

It’s sting strikes the echo with a howl’s beat to keep

Scorpio rises with the wolf as the moon counts sheep

Now all but the Wolf and Scorpio go to the deep in sleep

Crafting a map of the stary sky under paw-clawed feet

The Wolf on a path in rythm with the moon on beat

A Milky Way’s moon taps reliable patterns of repeat

Scorpio and Wolf pour knowledge that’s concrete

Growing in the know, ever lighter and soon complete

On a scent tracking glory, upwind from defeat

Heeding the companion’s call to love, laugh, play

A far-reaching howl is a story no words say

Wolf’s tale and Scorpion tail say good nights trail good days

18 Comments

  1. Wonder ful poem by using the metaphore of wolf tale and scorpion’s tail.amazing.i feel -those are the feelings of humans heart.yeah.those both go to sleep after saying good night because every men may take good sleep as careless.i think-you have gone to Canada and from there,these two things have inspired you to write.am i right dear!!plz reply.

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    1. Armadillo and the Monarch butterfly, tal vez. Texas state small mammal and insect, respectively. I like armadillo more than longhorn for some reason and butterfly over brown recluse.

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