on the path divided

i walked with a wolf


both of us

alone together

separated by the lives of trees

i saw the end

a wild canyon

split by a rumbling river

here i stopped

here i sat

here i contemplated

the roads of my life

here the wolf stood

a soldier of his kind

connected to me

with our very breath

with our very aliveness

i have never forgotten him

the one who lives

only in my dream

i hope he finds me again

on this broken path

that holds

the etchings of my blood

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