Song of Wolfie

I am a Wolf of eleven times
I am a thunterstorm in a ragged peak
I am a Gale, inside a gentle stream
I am a laugh, outside the moon
I am a falcon, rolling in the clouds
I am a vau, beneath the will
I am a resting place between sunflowers
I am a bard. Who but I
Rocks the eternal rock with rebellion?

I am sword, that thirsts for blood
I am a nutmeg fell in the pool
I am a trap from a glen
I am a Hollow hill, where sidhe hide
I am a crow: Cold and black
I am a fool: remembering Kings
I am a deep ocean, drowning in passion
I am a scion: Who but I
spy from a ancient tomb?

I am the spear of every man
I am the murmur on every grass meadow
I am the guardian of every flock
I am the shield for every friend
I am the grave of every fiend.