From Wolf to Peacock

Since the first of hours
 of childhood an thereon
 In all my views and pond'rings
 I have felt alone
 Beauty I had savored
 in other sights than all
 and a twisted grandeur
 I've seen in things that fall
 I always found fulfillment
 being on my own
 and in my plays and passions
 I hit my distinct tone
 From their source of delights
 Peasce I never found
 But from deep within me
 my true self was unbound
 Enter the wolf
 Night
 Hunt
 So cold
 Wolf
 Heart
 so lone
 Soul
 Eyes
 so Blind
 Dark
 Star
 so Bright
 Sprawling was my anger
 being chained to their
 notions uniform and
 ambitions so austere
 But that wrath transcended
 to a thing divine
 Creations and catharsis
 and Pride! - they were all mine
 Pride! - alike the peacock
 i felt it to the core
 From every cell and marrow
 it's results did outpour
 Like the bird's adornment
 the wheel magnificent
 it had manifested
 in beauty of no end
 Now spread thy wheel...