I watched the white wolf watching me.
No movement at all in the snow.
Such a lesson in composure
To learn at his feet, so to speak.
The snow fell silent around him.
Still Life of Nature in nature.
“What thoughts have you, regal creature
Gazing at me so intently?”
“My Stillness is my gift to you.
My gaze the binding of your heart.
My Nature holds the key to yours
Wild and free, you are my own.”