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Published on stormrise.com on January 13, 2002
I
see the moon in your lunar vision
I
see mother earth in your fur.
Your
feet are the drums of the ancients,
Your
fangs are the swords of protective vengeance.
I
see you brother, running free,
worshiping
the night with your lonely song.
I
see the moon in your lunar vision,
I
see you brother wolf.