For Wolves

Today, the wolf represents all that which is wild and free. They call us to the last retreats of our vanishing wilderness, where their songs carry on the wind, a wild defiant sorrow.

Roaming where few men dare, wolves pierce the silence with their powerful song. The howl begins low and melodious. The sound is lonely, haunting, surreal; as if the voices of our ancestors were howling through the canyons.

Soon, the ridges resound with the chorus of a wolf pack on the prowl. Then, as the last note descends, it is quiet, as the winds whisper like spirits of ancient times.

Remember that sound and treasure it. It is as old as time, wild as the wind and as poetic as moonlight on snow. It is the trademark of the wolf.

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Thinking Like A Mountain

A deep chesty bawl echoes from
rimrock to rimrock, rolls down the
mountain, and fades into the far
blackness of the night. It is an
outburst of wild defiant sorrow,
and of contempt for all the
adversities of the world...It
tingles the spine of all who hear
wolves by night, or who scan
their tracks by day. Only the
mountain has lived long
enough to listen objectively
to the howl of the wolf...

...We reached the old wolf in
time to see a fierce green fire
dying in her eyes. I realized
then and have known ever since,
that there was something new to
me in those eyes, something known
only to her and the mountain.

Aldo Leopold

 

The Singing Wilderness

At last I caught what I was listening for...
the long drawn howl from over the hills,
a sound that was wilderness music...
something as free and untamed as there is on earth.

Sigurd F. Olson

 

 

 

 

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