A silver world awakens to our cries
On silent feet we run like ghosts
Through thick forests and grassy oceans of prairies
Over emotionless tundra and proud mountain range
This is how for ages it has been
To walk where we want and be as we please
We hunt, we kill, we eat, what we can’t finish we store
Back to our rendezvous to feed our pups’ hungry maws
They bring us such delight, demanding though they sometimes are
When eating is done we watch while they play, learn and spar
This is how for ages it has been
To walk where we want and be as we please
We are always on the move
Our territory must be secure
We abide no foreign foot
No trespasser will be let off the hook
This is how for ages it has been
To walk where we want and be as we please
The old and young we tend with great care
The young and healthy are expected to work
Keep your place and do your job
Or you’ll suffer our teeth
This is how for ages it has been
To walk where we want and be as we please
Our day now finished
All trials overcome
We rest together as a family
As one
This is how for ages it has been
To walk where we want and be as we please
By John D.
Thank you John for allowing me to post your beautiful poem.
Photo: Courtesy Doug Brown
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