Love of the forest

The feel of the grass under my paws.
Night life awaken from days rest.
I run through the forest.
The wind in my face as I run.
The feel of the night air high in the sky.
Moon is so bright, it lights my way.
Never letting shadows to drift in my view.
Always there lighting my way.
The love of the forest is strong.
Smells of maple, and pine in the air is my love,
my home.
If folds me in a warm embrace.
I feel safe now.
Running faster and faster never stopping.
There is a howl in the music of the night.
I raise my voice high into the night, answering.
Bush's move beside me.
Then a huge black wolf walks out.
We run to gather.
The love of the forest is in us both.
We raise our voices and sing in celebrating of the
night.
Running more into the forest.
Where the love is stronger.
Never looking back.
We keep running with the love of the forest.