The angelic moon cast her heavenly shadow on the crystal clear lake

With a quiet purr like growl the young and old gather round, 

There majestic eyes gleaming in the light of the full moon,

Males move away from their brothers to sit by themself

Everyone is anticipating the night of nights,

With a snap of a twig the females parade around the eager males

They study each one crediting every inch of his masculine form,

Every so often a lonely howl shattering the heart 

Like one does glass with a high pitched squeal erupts,

Rolling their eyes they move on to next in line

After what seems an eternity the ladies choose a gentleman

With a warm wolfish smile the ladies sit down,

The beat begins faintly slowly rising to a perfect beat

It vibrates in not only the Earth and the heavens, 

But everything in-between

Tails beat the ground and swish side to side in an ancient melody

A melody passed down from generation to generation

This beat has many different names,

But it has only one meaning

This is the Wolves Melody,

Closing their eyes tilting their heads up high

A beautiful howl fills the air followed by the rest

Until a chorus a born

A sad and desolated yet beautiful song is sung,

A song that only the mysterious wolf knows

Singing to the glorious full moon 

They are one with her

Beautiful, Powerful, Mysterious beings,

The majestic wolfs melody ends.