So Free Are The Wolves

In the shadows of the trees
I looked that huge icy opening
Where the wolves turmoiled
They seemed so free...
I moved slowly between the trees
Towards the pack of wolves...
They seemed so untouchable
And they didn't even notice...

At last one of the wolves looked at me
Anger than was face of the wolf
Changed to observing look
Slowly it walked towards me
It didn't show his teeth
Only its hesitating look
Tears flowed slowly from my eyes
When I realized that it had accepted me.

I walked ever closer to that pack of thousandheaded
Wolves started at me, not angirly but observing
At last they came to me
Overturned me down and licked my cold face.

Suddenly a huge thuder was
Heard from those mountains
The storms arrived. Hard wind started to blow
It blew all that snow to my eyes
Wolves watched me for a moment
And ran towards of sunset...

I tried to run after them
But so cold I had that I fell on my knees
I cried teard of desperation
Life was turned its back on to me
Now the death was real
I started to walk towards that icy pond
I looked my self from surface of the ice
So pale and dead I was.

I broke the cover of ice with my last stenght
And I allowed myself to flow deep...

With smile on my face I died
Into those thick waters...