Ride
into the backbone of the Earth
where hearts pounding against
the icy air
hear
a wolf howling like the wind
the deep swirling spirits
awaken
luring us past
icy water falling
on a sky bridge between
ancient stromatolites and ravens riding thermals
the wolf pack grows and echoes
throughout the valley
reaching
the entrance of the tunnel
as the icy sun sets
behind illuminated snow and clouds
leaving only shadows and silhouettes
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