Grey Wolves

In colors of earth & wood,
eyes like two moons moving 
through rocky fields,  

considered shadows
or exquisite nightmares
in their large dark cloaks  
creeping northward. 

Without using word or
wild or savage, their world
all grey, stone, leaf, tree
and dream is habit.  

So like river or raven
with virtues of flow, of flight,
of journey -  remain magic.

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