Beneath Moon Light

Wolf howls at the moon He goes hunting very soon His howling soul excites like a voyage by sail Or song of a nightingale Did evolution created his will? Or did God gave him hunting skill Or maybe both are part of invisible hand Whose power even human mind has hard time to comprehend? The moon shines with its silvery light To the wolf as to us it is delight The grass moves with the wind like waves upon a sea The howling of the wolf is scary but can set you free The eye in the sky shines with majesty It is all continuity That to be does not need to be I hope to be united with it will be my and even wolf’s destiny