The Spirit of the Wild
A Metaphorical Revelation
"I am the true spirit of all that is wild",said the grey wolf, proudly,
"Nay, it is I", screeched the beautiful Golden Eagle, replying loudly!
"I am the fiercest and greatest creature", growled the huge brown bear,
"You all have much in common", the wise owl called to the trio there.
"But I rule the hills, and my call strikes fear", proclaimed the fine big wolf.
"Who can fly over the land and oversee the world below"? shrilled the bird.
"I am the strongest and have no fear of anything", the great bear remarked.
"As I watch over the hills, I see much waste", called the owl, true to his word.
"What if we all worked as one, until the evening light is done", asked the sage?
"The eagle oversees, the wolf beckons to us, as the bear watches and prowls."
The three wild ones fought and argued into the night, as all were in such a rage,
In the night was heard, the screech of the eagle, bear's growl and grey wolf's howls.
"Is much the way of the world, is it not so",.. mused the wise one.... quietly sitting there.
"Such greed and self-serving souls, from the small to the great, seeming not to care."
"Who can rightfully say that he is the best, when all have greatness, and for all to share?"
As the evening mist kissed the hills, darkness spread its wings, and none did it spare.
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