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The Lone Wolf

The lone wolf moves
Hidden from those who never knew
Hiding from those who may well try

Resting for a moment, Steely eyes scan the horizon
Such a barren world it seems
The colors of life appear gray to one such as he

Going deep for the strength required, The journey continues
What became of the ones from the past
The scattering of souls was swift
Difficult journey lies ahead
For one known as the lone wolf

One’s destiny may well be a given
As the moon turns the tides of fate
The search for the soft heart seems hopeless
Would it have been noticed? Could it be beyond the vision?
Questions are never clear and answers are more distant
The fate of the lone wolf

Lambs of love sleep peacefully, You shall be spared again
He of the bold hand step aside
It's a battle you can not win

So marvel at the strides of the lone wolf
As he fades within the horizon of his world
Useless questions are never answered
Concerning stones that have been hurled
Lie still with your compassion
And the need to save a soul
Feel his pride and share his freedom
Within the eyes that seem so cold
He is the lone wolf.

A Poem By The Quiet One
Copyright © 1998 All rights reserved.


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