Crying to the blue corn moon

What's with the blue corn moon? Ask the American Indians, they'll tell you that moon means month and that blue corn moon was derived from a line in an Indian love poem, "in a moon of green corn." Don't get it? Just ask Pocahontas.

Then we get to what I define it. In the lyrics of the song "Colors of the Wind", it asks "Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?". What does it imply?

A wolf cries to the month? Specifically a month of harvest? Does it weep for its goodbye or does it cry for it to come? Who is the wolf? What may it symbolize? Who/what is the blue corn moon?

Let's put it in my context (of course, this may seem that I am a selfish asshole). What if I was the wolf, what would I be crying out for? A season or the good harvest? What could good harvest be. Luck? Grace? Blessings?

Those what I can cry for? Of course, everyday I cry for something. I cry for an iMac, softwares, books, money, etc. Of course, that's the "moon of the green corn" for me. But of course, to seem un-materialistic, what else do I cry for?

It's basically to take off the disturbances in my head, too much hindrances in being content, making myself irrational and completing thoughts and actions with "labels of's". Basically to nourish my skill and delight in most of my interests. Input blahs here.

So basically, what does the wolf cry to the blue corn moon for?

Maybe it just cries for a thank you. Or a call for something.

So now, I cry for the blue corn moon. Why? A thank you for everything. Thank you for the good harvest, for me, meaning the good days.

Cheers.