
The vastness that is Earth, we walked side by side, dreaming with our eyes open, wandering around for that place destined to be ours. And the lone wolf stepped outside and put it all aside, except one that carves lines that he could carry with him through age. Perspective on what it could mean are drawn and thrown, not all are welcomed but all are heard. But barging through walls, inexperienced and naive, the lone wolf found a land for it to grow. So, he continues howling and the words keep coming. And a day may pass. A year may come and go. The lone wolf learned to value what it’s heart is howling to.