In midwinter nights on mountain heights, with pride he sits alone. Where the ridges are steep, a watch he keeps for every flesh and bone. As lord of the pack, he has earned respect of all young and old.

In total grandeur and extreme allure, under the moonlight he howls. His prey he kills with ruse and skill, in a true work of art. A magnificent beast in the wild unleashed, with a free spirit and heart.

His pack will obey to come or stay, when they hear his distant howls. A lord by right with beauty and might, but a predator to be feared. A master of art, cunning and smart, by all should be revered.

Saleh Ben Saleh