Wolf Rescue
I trotted through the snow. My eyes and ears alert.
The snow, after the storm, was soft. My paws didn’t hurt.
My yellow eyes can pick out any movement at night.
There was a flicker in them from the star light.
My pack just made a kill. we all ate till we were full.
The others went their way to sleep off the lull.
I had picked up a slight sent on the light wind.
I loped along, trying to pick it up again.
There it was. A little stronger now.
It was human. Not a horse or a cow.
As I grew closer I could smell exhaustion and fear.
It grew much stronger as I grew near.
There, on a deserted snow covered road.
A female human crawling on all fours like a toad.
I listened intently for any other sound.
All was quiet so closer I bound.
Wolves know that humans are our most feared enemy.
But, my senses told me this girl was no threat to me.
She looked up and saw me and just froze.
Waves of fear poured off her in droves.
I slowly came closer sniffing all the way.
She knew I wasn’t there to play.
It became apparent to me she was lost and stranded.
She wouldn’t last long. She was empty handed.
Some maternal instinct took over my actions.
I grabbed her sleeve and helped her get traction.
Once she was on her feet I pulled her along.
To the road where humans drive, she was drawn.
I kept her going for a mile or more.
She was cold down to her core.
Then we saw the lights of passing vehicles.
She was so relieved she started to giggle.
I made sure she made it to the road.
She said “Thank You, ” breath fogging in the cold.
I watched from the trees as someone gave her a ride.
Then I turned & trotted off. Shaking the snow off my hide.
I am a wolf. A wild animal. But, I have instincts
given by God. I don’t comprehend what He thinks.
I only know the way of the wolf. As a creator made me.
But, God knows the way of all. Thank Him that He made me free.
——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2013)