Winter wolf

Cast of crystal, gray on white
Argent weaving, threads of night
Sylvan temple, Bless the rite
The hunter walks the trail

Gilded vision, silent stride
Freedoms spirit, natures pride
Voice of instinct, deep inside
In homage all is still

Raise your voice, to vaulted sky
The wild rings, within your cry
In hopes of answer, you will try
To call the silver moon

Gazes meet, a bridge of sight
Kindred souls, within the night
A frozen moment, bound in light
My brother, Now I know.