Soul of The Wolf

The wolf has long been the symbol of wilderness and mystery. A highly intelligent but greatly misunderstood animal, the range of the Gray, or Timber Wolf is considerably depleted from their formerly widespread population across the northern hemisphere.

 

Wolves may feature in our myths,
our history, our dreams,
but they have their own future,
their own loves,
their own dreams to fulfill.

~ Dawn H. Y. Lee 

 

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              Miscellaneous

         Guest Book

 

You think you own what ever land you land on... The earth is just a dead thing you can claim... But I know every rock and tree and creature... Has a life, has a spirit, has a name... You think the only people who are people... Are the people who look and think like you... But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger... You'll learn things that you never knew... you never knew... Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon.... Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned ?.... Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain ?... Can you paint with all the colors of the wind ?.... Can you paint with all the colors of the wind ?... Come run the hidden pine tralls of the forest... Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth.... Come roll in all the riches all around you.... And for once never wonder what they're worth.... The rainstorm and the river are my brothers... The heron and the other are my friends.... And we all connected to each other... In a circle, in a hoop that never ends... Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon.... Or let the eagle tell you where he's been ?... Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain ?... Can you paint with all the colors of the wind ?... Can you paint with all the colors of the wind ?.... How high does a Sycamore grow ?... If you cut it down then you will never know... And you'll never hear  the wolf cry to the blue corn moon... For whether we are white or copper skinned.... We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain... We need to paint with all the colors of the wind... You can own the earth and still.... All you own is earth until... You can paint with all the colors of the wind.

 

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Introduction

[ What is A Wolf ? ] [ Myth And Legend of The Wolf ] [ Physiology of The Wolf ] [ Communication And Behavior of The Wolf ] 

[ Family and Social Structure of The Wolf ] [ Hunting And Selection of Prey ] [ The Wolf Today ]

Poems

[ The Lone She-Wolf ] [ Fight of The Midnight Wolf ] [ The Spirit of The Wolf ] [ The Spirituality of Silent Wolf ] 

[ The Lady of The Wolves ] [ The Wolf ]

Miscellaneous

[ Did You Know ? ] [ The Language of Wolves ] [ Wolves - Worldwide ] [ Questions And Answers About Wolves ] 

Guest Book

[ Special Dedication ] [ Sign My Guest Book / Feedback ] [ View My Guest Book ] [ e-mail Me ]

 

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