Bears, Wolves, and the Thermosphere

I've been fearing the wolves double edged fur but what if I've been cowering from the wrong thing? What if this cozy feeling of home is actually a bear's grin hidden under a zippered veil. I wonder sometimes. Have I been reading the signs and road maps wrong? or does the crumpled edge of the atlas page hold something I'm missing? There's obviously something terribly right with how I'm feeling but what of the way I feel it. I lose myself. I'm often weaving in and out of the atmosphere with my thoughts and sometimes bits and pieces of me slip off into the debths of space and I lose myself...Though the air up here is nice.