I dream of wolves resting over the grass. Wolves two times my size, together, gentle, resting/ calm like my childhood dog blackie/muzzle over a kingdom of green fescue/they are creatures of god
I dream I am there next to them, my hand stroking their fur/ for some reason I am not afraid/ whenΒ Β hiking in the wild I was taught to stay away from animals/ some how I am not afraid/ there is wild wolf in my heart/ I am not afraid
Draft one
Love of dogs Love of hiking+ Love of the wild which is wild because it does not conform to outside conditioning Wild: nature, animals,water, weather, everything that is not touched by illusion so what is wild ? Is wild harmony or peace ?