"Wolf" by Caleb Shrock-Hurst

In the height of white-fall,
With prey in my jaw,
I witnessed a blessing,
For one and for all.

A bright in the up,
Saw a path for my paws,
The white-beast-that-bites-cold,
Made me feel small.

A howl from pack brother,
Told me he saw it too,
Both of us neared a stick-den,
Some others stayed aloof.

A baby tall tailless,
That was wrapped in a fur,
Lay in a stick-bed,
Which looked quite absurd.

Out of the sky,
Came a bird, like a king,
A-glow-in with starlight,
When it started to sing.

"The Lord of all things,
On this whole wide earth,
Is finally here,
To lift up our curse."

"So come now and sing,
Let's praise and rejoice,
For always he will be,
Our God and our Lord."

So that is my story,
That's it, I am done,
But thank you for listening,
Goodbye, I'll be gone.