Alone I wonder.
I travel upon a ledge and lift my head to the heavens,
Above me the treasures of the night illuminate my path below,
I trek alongside the wind as my prints are etched in a dance,
That respects the chant of the ancients sent to me within wind,
I created the past and comprehend the present to ensure the future.

The moon is my dream catcher.
A guardian of my dreams as I travel through sleep,
A sentinel watching over my soul treading an alternate life,
For reality could be but a dream and a dream be but reality,
For one world is fragile among infinite universe
And the other world is infinite within my universe.

I hear them cry.
My kin breaks the night with an unchained melody,
I reply in through a voice that exists only through my heart,
As horses run free in herds I must run free along my pack,
Though at these times I must wander alone to free my spirit,
I can only find completion when my heart finds a home.

Only through wolf eyes.
I am lost within the night I discover my journey
Though there is no destination to this quest,
I still stride with the steps every breath allows me to obtain,
For I am indiscernible to the world humanity created,
I Stray from the pack to find individualism in unchanged times.