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The Cravenolf
In shadowed woods where whispers wine,
Where moonlit nights and secrets dine,
Three spirits ancient, three souls divine,
Merge in mystic dance, a creature to enshrine.
The Crow, with eyes that gleam like stars at night,
Bearer of omens, with wings so tight,
Its caw, a riddle wrapped in flight,
Its wisdom vast, its spirit bright.
The Raven, cloaked in midnight's hue,
Guides through darkness, forever true,
With feathers soft as a poet's view,
It speaks of worlds, both old and new.
The Wolf, with a fiery heart and a soul so wild,
Teacher of the moon's child,
Its howl a symphony, unrehearsed and compiled,
A creature of the earth, untamed and reviled.
Now gather around, as the moon's glow unfurls,
These three converge, so the earth quivers and swirls,
A creature born of forgotten myths and bygone worlds,
Where night meets day, and fire meets pearls.
With Crow's sharp gaze and Raven's keen flight,
The Wolf's fierce heart an aura of might,
They indeed weave within shadowed plight,
A new guardian emerges from the darkened night.
The Corvus Lupine, a fusion bold,
Where ravens' whisperings with wolves' cries unfold,
A being of the skies and of the eternally old,
A guardian spirit, unseen, untold.
Its fur as black just as the starless sky,
Its eyes gleaming with a celestial sigh,
It prowls the lands with hushed cry,
Where shadows hide, and whispers lie.
In the moon's soft, ethereal glow,
It watches and waits over the world below,
A silent sentinel that never shows,
The love and pain of each and every throe.
In the rush of twilight, it takes its flight,
Its howl a beacon through the quiet plight,
Guiding lost souls with a feigned tender bite,
Till dawn's first light, which ends the night.
In the embrace of this creature rare,
The lost find peace, the weary find care,
Their hearts aflame with newfound strength to dare,
In the shadowed dance, with nary a scare.
So let us hail this creature of the night,
With feathers, fur, and eyes so bright,
Guiding spirits with all their might,
The Crow, the Raven, and the Wolf, for all time unite.
© Damian T Hallan
Where moonlit nights and secrets dine,
Three spirits ancient, three souls divine,
Merge in mystic dance, a creature to enshrine.
The Crow, with eyes that gleam like stars at night,
Bearer of omens, with wings so tight,
Its caw, a riddle wrapped in flight,
Its wisdom vast, its spirit bright.
The Raven, cloaked in midnight's hue,
Guides through darkness, forever true,
With feathers soft as a poet's view,
It speaks of worlds, both old and new.
The Wolf, with a fiery heart and a soul so wild,
Teacher of the moon's child,
Its howl a symphony, unrehearsed and compiled,
A creature of the earth, untamed and reviled.
Now gather around, as the moon's glow unfurls,
These three converge, so the earth quivers and swirls,
A creature born of forgotten myths and bygone worlds,
Where night meets day, and fire meets pearls.
With Crow's sharp gaze and Raven's keen flight,
The Wolf's fierce heart an aura of might,
They indeed weave within shadowed plight,
A new guardian emerges from the darkened night.
The Corvus Lupine, a fusion bold,
Where ravens' whisperings with wolves' cries unfold,
A being of the skies and of the eternally old,
A guardian spirit, unseen, untold.
Its fur as black just as the starless sky,
Its eyes gleaming with a celestial sigh,
It prowls the lands with hushed cry,
Where shadows hide, and whispers lie.
In the moon's soft, ethereal glow,
It watches and waits over the world below,
A silent sentinel that never shows,
The love and pain of each and every throe.
In the rush of twilight, it takes its flight,
Its howl a beacon through the quiet plight,
Guiding lost souls with a feigned tender bite,
Till dawn's first light, which ends the night.
In the embrace of this creature rare,
The lost find peace, the weary find care,
Their hearts aflame with newfound strength to dare,
In the shadowed dance, with nary a scare.
So let us hail this creature of the night,
With feathers, fur, and eyes so bright,
Guiding spirits with all their might,
The Crow, the Raven, and the Wolf, for all time unite.
© Damian T Hallan
