Elk Meadow

In the waning phase of the Old Elk Moon
At sunrise
I made my way back to the cedars
Alone
To the spot where you sang to me
Reassuringly
In those uncertain days
When I first ran with wolves

I hiked towards the big tree
For an hour or two
Needing your advice
Along the way I met Wolf
And felt good

By the time I reached your meadow
The sun was high
And you were gone
But you left me all the answers
I would need