Moonlit Vigilance

In the stillness of the night, a sentinel stands guard, A wolf of moonlit vigilance, with eyes that are not scarred. The forest whispers secrets, as the trees loom tall and deep, A backdrop for the guardian, in a mystic vigil to keep. The stained glass window frames this moment in time, A kaleidoscope of colors, a beauty to entwine. The wolf's gray fur glistens, as the moon casts its gentle beam, Illuminating the path, through the forest's mystic dream. In this circle of light, the wolf stands strong and free, A symbol of protection, for you and for me. The night air is alive, with the whispers of the past, As the wolf watches over, with a loyalty that will forever last. In the silence, we find solace, in the stillness, we find peace, As the moonlit wolf stands guard, our spirits release.