A quirky old wise man once told me, “follow the scent.”

Though I was then too naïve to know what that meant.

Still, I listened, and grew, more than I ever thought I could,

Just as he had said, and always knew I would.

His faith crossed my path again and again,

Across time and space much love did he send.

Two wolves, one love, one fear,

“don’t be afraid to come near,”

they whispered softly in my ear.

- David Dybdal