Half way of my worry, found an email from you

The stars so suddenly were set afire again

A fresh wind in the sky gently swept off the rain

The colors around me were turned from grey to blue

But very soon after this time of happiness

I read your words alter the first feeling I had

They made me realize how badly you were sad

Scared and immobilized in your deep loneliness

You said you are as now merely become a sheep

And your mighty sorrow do prevent you to keep

The hope of reviving the wolf you want to be

Thinking of your email tonight I will reply

I will tell you again you were given to fly

My heart for you to be the wolf we ought to see

Herve Sabattier - July 2016