Poems of the Deep Dark Heart

The Shadow

The moon shone bright against the cold dark night

Yet I saw nothing as if everything's out of sight

I sat there, on the deck, waiting for a shade of light

The freezing wind prickled my skin as I wrapped my arms tight

Afar I saw a sparkling silver halo – a dim silhouette half hidden

There the creature stood beside a tree, watching me, crestfallen

My heart ached – like fire against ice – and yearned to own its burden

 I looked at the figure and everything else was blurred, forgotten

It shrank back, away from the silver light across the snow-coated ground

Making only its golden yellow eyes visible while the moon frowned

As the light faded, the shadow crept in again, dimming the night's shade

A paw stepped closer, the wolf stepped closer, my wolf, body frayed

He whimpered, his breath came out like fog, and looked at me with tawny eyes

I went and knelt beside him; with his nose, he stroked my palm, as if saying, 'it's not yet time for goodbyes'

Brushing tears that escaped my eyes, I ran a hand along his iron thick hair, and smiled

With a blink, he was again all I ever knew, all I ever wanted; looking at those yellow human eyes, I stood beguiled.

                                        

December 22, 2010(Revised April 4, 2011)–Inspired by Shiver