I Dreamt Last Night

A grayed moon gleamed close

Surrounded by flowing blackness,

Like dense blades of grass.

I focused my mind on what this was

Swiftly stepped back from the dark,

It was the eye of a wolf.

Two moons now as the beast turned

Staring with a shadowed face,

Slow gusts of air wrapped around me.

My mind saw a red grin of mountains

Opening to an endless tunnel depth,

It was the snout of a wolf.

There were no stars in this savage sky

His breath a damp wind of demise,

A howl interrupted my nightly thoughts.

I centered my mind on a single light

Shivered and threw myself forward,

It was the soul of a wolf.