When the Earth

has wearied

Of our dizzy ride

And the poison

We cast

In our words

And devious deeds

She brings herself

To fuller force

And unleashes her fury

Upon us

And the wolves return

Dominant

To restore

What was destroyed

In the silent hours

Before dawn rises again in the East

They sing their triumph

And healing for the world

Beyond our broken grasp

And the wolves return

As they always do

Though we hold no merit

For our own salvation

They return ~ Caroline A. Slee