the wolves

we slept close

under zippers and stars

and woke to the sound of wolves all around us.

we howled along,

before being

sung back to sleep.

the sound of wolves all around us.

the next morning

the river reminded

that fallen trees

and beaver dams

shape the path,

changing the flow.

by what falls,

you can see

what will stay,

and what will go.

we slept close,

and woke to the sound of wolves around us.

we crossed a bear in the morning,

and hiked a mountain in the afternoon.

met atop by circling hawks

so low they felt like our company.