Luna Ascends
Sol bleeds at the edge of indigo skies,
inking clouds scarlet, as He slowly dies;
shadowing silhouettes in veiled disguise.
As Luna ascends in regal splendor,
a lone wolf's wails are mournfully tender;
upturned jaws, implying its surrender.
Howling summons the members of its clan,
as it has done before the time of man;
and it's not known how or why it began.
Families stealthily hunt in the dark,
and unlike packs of dogs, which yelp and bark;
wolves, howl at the moon, before they embark.
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