Alpha

Once, you were alpha,

standing tall and proud.

Once, they followed you,

your voice was strong and loud.

Like the wind you ran,

paws barely touching ground.

Like a bird you soared,

chasing prey without sound.

So beautiful to watch,

this creature quick and light.

Eyes filled with mystery

and passion for the flight.

What happened beautiful wolf,

what tragedy brought you down?

Were you chasing the wind,

with your pack close around?

In your dreams you still run,

alpha leader once again.

Other voices join with yours,

a chorus in the wind.

In my dreams you run free,

fast and smooth and light.

The song you sing is for me,

a song that echos in the night.

~ Shari Jardina

~~This poem appeared in a book entitled "The Eyes of the Wild, An Anthology of Poetry and Wildlife Stories"  edited by Stacy Smith.   It was written about my wolf buddy, Orca.~~

Sadly Orca recently passed on to the Wolf Spirit in the sky.  (1994-2009)

               Photo courtesy of Monty Sloan

Photo courtesy of Images by GLB

Orca's story.