Sunday

To the beloved company of the stars, the moon, and the sun
To the ocean, the air, and the silence of space;
To the jungle, the glacier and desert, soft earth, clear water, and fire on my heart;
To a certain water fall in a high forest;
To night rain upon the roof
and the wild leaves, grass in the wind, tumult of sparrows in a bush, and eyes which give light to the day.
At each moment she starts upon a long journey and each moment reaches her end....
All is eternally present in her, for she knows neither past nor future.
For her the present is eternity...
~WW

Responses to "White She Wolf"

  1. Unknown says:

    Beauty beyond compare... thank you. This poem and portrait made my day. Sharing a virtual smile with you!

  2. Thank you Winter :)

  3. sherry111 says:

    Beautiful photo - captures the essence of the moment; as does the poetry.

  4. Anonymous says:

    So fortunate to have 3 white wolves..and a timber wolf as part of our family!
    such beauty!

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