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A Baying Wolf, is a sad and haunting sound you dont hear anymore, to me it seems as though they knew long ago it would come to this pass, hence their howling started. A rare sound indeed.
Wolves are an endangered species and have been hunted for centuries and nearly extinct, hopefull through careful conservation these beautiful beasts will be around forever and everyone can hear their special song. A pastel picture, I try to do art with heART. This image is my most popular, viewed 3061,594 comments, 135 favoritings, as of 7/11/2010 this is just amazing.
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Forgotton Song

I watch her from a distance
There she sits, upon the hill
Silhouetted against the dying sun.
Whatever happened to their existence?
Whoever caused their blood to spill?
And now, what is done is done.

On the rise her head lifts
The breeze takes the howl adrift
As she cries, for the life of her pack.
The mournful sound of loss and grief
Is carried upon rustling leaves.
For what is done, is done
And there’s no going back.

For a moment, in the Golden haze
She sees me from where I stand
And from the depths of my heart I feel her pain.
With pride she holds my gaze.
Her Forgotten song goes unheard to some.
But I hear her all the same.

I close my eyes.
Her words are soft and wise.
One single tear adorns my cheek,
As she finds the words she wants to speak,
She tells me the story of the Forgotten Song.

With that, she appears before me
No longer is she upon the hill I see.
I reach down to touch her,
She is not real
But I feel the warmth and life in her fur.

She allowed me this moment of insight
Before she fled back to the night.
And suddenly,
Under my fingers was no longer the softness of her fur
But just the gentle spirit of her
And of the Forgotten Song.
For what is done, is done.

Many thanks to Laura for this beautifully written poem

I hope to one day to be able to help with some important conservation projects, manyly on big cats, I have already undertaken a Tiger’s Keepers coarse in order to be prepared hehe dawn

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Comments

  • Ganz
    Ganzalmost 7 years ago

    Nice!

  • kcranmer
    kcranmeralmost 7 years ago

    Very beautiful artwork!

  • andygibb
    andygibbalmost 7 years ago

    great detail and composition love the earthy tones

  • midnightdreamer
    midnightdreameralmost 7 years ago

    this is really nice work :)

  • iiiyaaa
    iiiyaaaalmost 7 years ago

    very pretty!

  • Sean Farragher
    Sean Farragheralmost 7 years ago

    beautiful,,,,,,,,,,lonely

  • fdgl65
    fdgl65almost 7 years ago

    wonderful art :)

  • webdog
    webdogalmost 7 years ago

    all of your work is fantastic, you have a wonderful talent, keep up the good work. i really enjoy looking at it all.

  • Annafur
    Annafuralmost 7 years ago

    I like the way the colors are composed

  • loxosceles
    loxoscelesalmost 7 years ago

    Beautiful work!

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