White wolf
a mystic
in a silvery coat
vibrating notes
sounding deep
in its throat
carried by storms
over roaring seas
reaching closed hearts
quietly longing
to be free
White wolf
by your side
enveloped in mystery
yet nothing to hide
at one with the moon
and its inner solitude
a gateway
to its soul
its rhythm
and its part
in the whole
~
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Hanne T. Fisker Photography Art 
I can’t see him, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t there! What force of Nature here…
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If you look at the whole water-explosion on the left hand side… big fluffy head, ears, he’s looking slightly to the right… any good? 🙂
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I saw the ears in that area….that’s a start, right 🙂 But I don’t want to be overly conrete… just re-read your poem, which is lovely. I am reminded of animals as medicine or totems. Ted Andrews in “Animal-Speak” describes wolf as “the epitome of the wild spirit….of the free and unspoiled wilderness. This wild-wave picture definitely incarnates that spirit!
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lol! It’s a start 😉 And thank you much, it’s exactly what I tried to portray and what the photo called out in me.
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Strong teeth! 🙂
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In a big fluffy head lol!!
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