‘Reflections in the Wake of a Life’ by Alexia

The silver ashes of a gray wolf,
No longer is she lying broken,
But to be spread across creation,
Carried in the hands of the mighty winds,
Twilight glinting off her dead splints,
The flames reflected in the wake of her life,
Reflected onto an ocean free from strife,
Dancing ‘cross the placid planes,
Of her magnificent life, only reflections remain.

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Posted on May 20, 2017, in Student Writing. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Wow! This feels like it could be a part of a really cool, long story, Alexia!

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