~ MIDNIGHT GUARDIAN~
The midnight hour draws ever near as the moon rises over the crest.
Deep in the forest the mighty wolf begins his silent quest
The stealthy hunter with his firey eyes,
silently makes his way,
Across the snow-covered forest floor in search of midnight prey.
Off in the distance a mournful cry penetrates his senses.
The midnight song of the mating call, melting his defenses.
He answers the call then disappears into the forest black.
This mighty guardian spirit, the leader of the pack.....
~ For the Strength of the pack
is the wolf and the strength of the wolf
is the pack ~
~Rudyard Kipling~
