Night Sounds

Written by: linda milgate

In the dark silence of the velvet night
I hear him sing
He stands on the back hills
Where his sharp barks cut
Across the ridges in the moonlight
Come my brothers and sisters
The hunt, the kill is done
Join me at this bloody ground
I hear their excited song as
They gather round and join in
Their sharp yips
I hear them sing
I hear them declare
Him their king