Extinction

Gray wolves howl invisible 
on the granite shoreline
waiting for the sea’s answer-

standing tall on the headland,
against a wind that allows no trees,
signatures the stones with ageless storms—

howling to know why this once lush place
where endless fields of poppy intertwined with pine
is now defaced with crops of suburban homes.

Above, a falcon startled from its rocky perch soars 
in its time- seeing in the shadows withdrawing 
from clouds- the last glint of  beautiful stones.