Wolf Medicine

Wolf has visited me.
Creeping silently between the trees.
Observing me, waiting.

Wolf has whispered to me.
Wolf-speak secrets and messages.
That I do not know.

Wolf has touched me.
I almost caressed his soft coat.
But not quite.

Wolf has summoned me.
Knowing that I am ready.
That it is time.

What is the medicine that the wolf brings me? He appears so often to me. I am ready for what he brings, though I am not sure what that is yet. When I see him, I am filled, bodily, with excitement, fear, knowing. And yet as soon as the thoughts come, I am left confused, un-knowing.