TO BE WOLF

Endless circle, shrunken perspective
wolves know the feel of their smallness
inch by intimate inch
their hourly wakeful passion
connecting
love as need -
is there yet a dream?
- as if they saw but one horizon.

Perhaps it is for us to imagine
if we were wild
and tamed from birth
in one confusion
how life is like
confined
without understanding
alert
without greed
but with our necessity
because we must be wolf.

- By Owen R. Neill, Canada

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