Thinking of days gone by and lives lost.

I stumble upon the truth of things,

We are so much like the animals we become.

Like the owl we have Wisdom,

But choose to use it at a distance.

Like the Wolf we have instinct,

But it chooses us.

Like the Bear we are guardians,

Protecting the land through which we realm.

Like the Salmon we are called,

But once a year is never enough.

Ashra Black