Gracefully and silently he moves through the nightÖthe wolf.
He is searchingÖbut for what he does not know.

There is somethingÖsomething specialÖuniquely HIS.
It must be there ñ For it is just like himÖalone.

He cries a woeful, lonesome cry.
There is no answerÖjust the echo of his pleas into the night.

He cries, " Is someone there?
Someone who cares? One like meÖalso alone? ".

SilenceÖ.
Listen! The silence roars!

Looking. Searching. NeedingÖ
A yearning need.

Stop! Look. ListenÖ
Yes. YesÖHe hears it. His quiet companion.

It whispers in the darkness, " Here I amÖHere I am.
Do you see me? Do - you - see - me? Remember me? "

Gently and softly it caresses his sensesÖ " I am here.
Reach out to me. Sing to me. Feel me. Know meÖ Love meÖ

YesÖI too have need of you.
Remember me? Someone aloneÖjust like you ".

" Where? Where are you? ",
The lone wolf cries.

" Here. Let me caress your faceÖyour soul.
Sing to me your soothing love songÖ and I will bathe you with my presence."

" YesÖYes, I remember.
We are not aloneÖyou and meÖ

And to you, I gladly sing my song of love and longingÖ
My friendÖ my loverÖThe Moon ñ My Quiet Companion ".