In the eyes of the wolf
lies a soul,
the soul of truth
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...........amazing poem....the ending is beautifully said ★
An intriguing poem, although slightly ambiguous. Just how exactly will the Indian man teach the world through the eyes of the wolf? I enjoyed reading it in any case, and congratulations on having it selected as poem of the day!
Poets see beyond the immediate with their pens. This is one of such. The real estate owner may rule the land one day. Nice write
May be this a prophesy, who knows. I like the poem it poses millions of questions.
Beautiful Poem, simply splendid! I'm enchanted with. Thanks a lot, dear poet.
Truth can never be hoodwinked as it will come back one day to show the world that truth cannot be denied it; s share of anything in the world!
Dave you are a human who feels...! The Seljuks invade Armenian highlands (Anatolia) ... They confiscated and killed Civilized counties did they same For that reason they don't recognize Armenian Genocide
very beautiful...some translations of the King James Bible substitute the wolf for the lion and write 'the wolf shall lie down with the lamb' I believe I have had at least 2 past lives as a Native American
A deep thought provoking poem with many shades of meaning. Truth, as elusive as the soul of the wolf.
Not knowing much about Indian forefathers, but I know the saying What goes round comes round and I guess the message in your poem could well come true on that understanding.
Beautiful poem! I know little about native american culture, though I really like the theme, I'm a great fan of Johnny Cash. Your song reminds me of one of The Highwaymen's verses from their song - American Remains: I am an American Indian, my tribe is Cherokee. My forefathers loved this land they left it here for me. But the white man came with boats and trains and dirty factories, And poisoned my existence with his deeds. Nature is our mother, we are sucklings at her breast. And he who tries to beat her down will lose her to the rest. ... Very profound song, even to me as a non-American! You should listen to it!
The spirit will never dies to claim what was belong to them The spirit to awake freedom and to fall weak Claim what yours redeem what you need as long there is justice in your league you will win, claim the truth never be greed that's all wht u need _Unwritten Soul
The souls of the murdered Indian forefathers of American continents, Where are you all? Still rest in peace? ? or do the Europeans seduce you as they raped your womenfolk?
Nice one, congrats on poem and getting poem of the day!