Fate whispers
In my ear,
'You cannot
Withstand the storm'
But I whisper back,
'I am the storm',
'For I am a Wolf,
Quietly I stand,
Patiently I wait,
For I am a warrior,
And here I'll stand,
And hear I'll stay.'
YOU ARE READING
Beside You He Walks
PoetryWhen I write, I feel like a wolf, Howling to the moon. When someone reads, I feel like they too, Are a wolf, howling to the moon. And although we are world's apart, We are together still-- A pack of wolves, Howling to the moon.
