The Wolf and the Star

 

THE WOLF AND THE STAR

The wolf looks upon the star,
Wondering what it is he can see,
The star is bright,
Towards an indefinite point, afar

A fire of a distant sun,
The wolf cannot comprehend,
But knows, this star,
Is won

The wolf follows the star,
Or the star follows the wolf,
We know not which,
Ne'er does the wolf care, at his bar

The wolf takes a bite of air,
And misses the star,
In his mind, the star is a node,
Of a map,
Of his hunting ground of teeth, flesh, blood, bones and snares

In his heart,
The star is sorcery,
A key to mystery or his end, trapped in a mare,
He knows not which, he only trusts the star,
With his Fate