Rebirth of the Great White Wolf
The echoes of the wind tell a story of the great white wolf,
Born of the stars, she chose to become human, to find the heart to be,
To be free, to realize in the moment of time, she was alive.
Until every incarnation she found her best friend, that would not bend.
Never a moment to be forgotten. Instead, the innocence whispered as celebration.
It was a contract of old, never to be forgotten. A message echoed that said I will never stop to find you in your darkest times nor the brightest of times. I shall carry you willingly, for you are the few that understand the true in the blue,
I will send an army to find you, so true, my friend, for my vows shall never bend. Until thee I shall fend for thee, the great white wolf vowed and bowed.
No distance can be covered that knows my honor,
I may have forgotten the way in the days of darkness unto me however for thee I said strong, said the wolf.
You are the best friend that said “look what I send. You are a god send”
Though I was sad, I never forgot what you said,
I shall never stop, for you are the light that takes flight.
Now reborn, I am born unto the light that takes flights.
Thank you, best friend, for you are the one whose hand did lend.
I may not have the human gifts of propriety; however, I shall always lift,
For unto thee, did you tell me,
I am me, and I tell thee, I shall be thy side of thee.
For unto all, I thank you, for all.
Words are the power for all.
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