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Poems of the Wolf

The Father of Wolves

A pup went to his father With questions in his mind, About the world around him; About life, nature and time. First he asked about the world, About how he came to be, About how he knew right from wrong, And about the mystery of the sea. The father smiled and answered His son in a riddled rhyme, "Your life will go onward from now And you shall know in time. "But over the course of time Remember that you have in your paw, The power to give life by mercy and The power to kill by the claw." "But always know you are no king, For nature has given this power to others, Though they shall not harm those who live a good life, For all of nature is your sisters and brothers." The pup nodded to his father Then asked him some other words, About the bountiful river And the mighty caribou herds. The father smiled and answered his son again, Looking into the young pups eyes, Answering with the same soft spoken words, In the same riddled rhyme. "The water we drink and food we eat Is granted to us for life, But each must only take as much as they need, For that is only right." "But each is destined to grow old, And to soon after have all health gone, So then they might fall prey to nature So that others may live on." The pup again nodded once Turning to his father to ask him of his life, How he had come to know all he did About his pain, suffering and strife. "My son" he whispered to the pup Still gazing in his eyes, "I know of what I speak my son, Through using my own mind." I'll tell you of what I've seen my son And of what the shamans preach, Love your life well but harm no other, For the purpose of life is to teach." To this the pup just nodded, Making this knowledge his own, He then sweetly nuzzled his father, As the enlightenment in his eyes shown. Then the father spoke unto his son About the strangest of nature's clan, Of the ones, who've learned so very little, He warned his son of man. "Be fearful son of a race called man For they know not what they do, They have been gifted abilities far beyond our own, Yet utilize so few." "They act not for their brothers and sisters, But for the betterment of one, They've violated many of natures laws But know not what they've done." "Man has abandoned the powerful mind he has, Which first allowed him to thrive, But he will reap what he has sewn Once he can no longer survive." With that the father nuzzled his son And bid him on his way, Knowing his son would lead a wealthy life And pass his knowledge on one day.

~ Kayotae Blackwolf ~

Brother Wolf: A Forgotten Promise

Since only the sun and moon made light, I have known you, I have watched you from the once vast impenetrable forest I was witness as you discovered fire and stange tools. From ridges, I watched you hunt, and envied your kills. I have eaten your scaps. You have eaten mine. I have heard your songs And watched your dancing shadows around bright fires. In a time so distance that I can barely remember, Some of us joined you to sit near those fires. We became part of your packs, joined in your hunts, Protected our pups, help you, feared you, loved you.We have existed together a long time. We were much alike. It is why the tame ones adopted you. Some of you, I know, respect me, the wild one. I am a good hunter. I respected you, too. You were a good hunter. I would see you hunt in a pack With the tame ones and catch meat. Then there was always plenty. Then there were few of you. Then woods was big. We howled to the tame ones At night. Some came back to hunt with us. Some we ate, For they had become very strange. It was this way for a long time. It was a good way. Sometimes I would steal from you, As you did from me. Do you remember when you were starving and the snow was deep And you ate the meat we killed? It was a game. It was a debt. Some might call it a promise. Like many of the tame ones, most of you have become strange. Now I do not recognize some of the tame ones. Now I do not recognize some of you. We were once so alike... You made the meat tame(cows, sheep, cattles of different types). When I began to hunt your tame meat, you hunted me. I do not understand. When your packs grew large And fought amongst themselves, I saw I watched your great battles. I feasted on those you left behind. Then you hunted me more. I do not understand. They were meat. You killed them. We wild ones are now very few. You made the woods small. You have killed many of us. But I still hunt, And I feed our hidden pups. I always will wonder if the tame ones, Who lives with you made a good choice. They have lost their spirit to live in the wild. They are many, but they are strange. We are few, I still watch you, too. So I can avoid you. I do not think, I know you any longer.

~ Canis Lupus ~

Spirit Wolf Teaches Man

I know you want to ask me But shame and fear keep you away. Maybe you'll get your chance to talk After you listen to what I say.

Don't ask me to trust you, This just cannot be. It's not easy to forget The lies you told me.

Don't ask to be my friend, Squinting with my piercing stare. When I needed your help You were never there.

Don't ask me to love you, Please don't go there. Love is more than words That you and your pals share

Don't even ask me to care This would make my guard hair fly. You showed no compassion When you made my sisters die.

I'm sorry if I broke your heart But if you have lots of time. I'll help you make a start If your willing to make the climb.

I might let you get to know me But don't take that cruel stand. Because mankind always has to kill What he does not understand.

Thank you for listening, For lending me your ear. I guess if I could let go I wouldn't have this fear.

Now if you have anything to add Go ahead and make your say. But you'll have to talk to my back As I turn and walk away.

~J. O'Hara~

~Poem contributed by Aaka the Wolf on Feb 13, 1999~

The Wolf

Feared and hated by men the world over, the mighty wolf has been plagued by all forms of evil stories, myths and legends. Hunted, trapped and killed to the point of extinction, many of these majestic animals are gone forever - - their breeds and blood lines never to be seen again.

In spite of the many horror stories of wolves hunting, tracking and killing humans, no such event has ever been confirmed. Their eerie and lonely howl, which can make the blood run cold, is merely their form of communication. Each howl, with its tone, depth, length and frequency carries a different message to the pack, or to the partner who is out of sight. They're merely "talking".

If you carry wolf medicine, here are some characteristics that sound familiar to you:

You are fiercely loyal -- to friends, family, ideals and principles. There is no compromise for you.

You are very territorial. You protect all that is yours and your family's at any expense. You are fearless in your protection, but not reckless. You plan your strategy carefully, and wait for the opportune moment for most powerful effect.

You have a strong family structure. There is no doubt who the elders, patriarchs and parents are, or about their roles in the family structure. Disobedience, selfishness and unruly behavior is not tolerated as there are strong boundaries for the young. They are taught well and carefully so that they may assume leadership roles in their own family structures.

You have an unrelenting sense of adventure. You love to explore new things, to stretch out for new horizons. You have a thirst for knowledge and for learning new things. You are eager to share these things, which makes you a natural teacher. Your adventures may take you away from home and family, but it is important that you have this base of security to return to.

You have an unrelenting need to be alone. You are so busy being the protector, the provider, the teacher, and the trailblazer, that it's very easy for you to become exhausted and burned out. In order to re-charge your spirit, and keep your balance, it is critical that you have time to be alone with your thoughts and your own sense of self. This is one side of your nature that must not be overlooked. Even if you lock yourself in the bathroom for 15 minutes a day, the time alone must be honored if you are to have value to those you care for.

Wolf is power. Wolf is honor. Wolf is integrity. Brother Wolf; Sister Wolf - - I honor you

~Julia White - Animal Walk~

The Realm