Wandering with wolves is more than interesting
When you set off for the Forest
You discover your real face

The journey may take longer than you have years
it can happen
that you gallop right through it

He who has not made the journey with them
Knows not what freedom is
Or the shirt of the stars

You must be aware
Without losing an arm or an eye
You cannot open the door easily

Nothing
Falls
From heaven

(Feldafing, 6 June 1992)