Wild Places


 Wild Places

 

The wild places

the lonely places

the far places

 

may call you

 

and when they do—go!

 

Your longings clamor

for sacred reasons;

it is your soul 

begging you to go...

 

Listen, dear one,

you were not made

for bunkers of concrete

and windowless rooms

 

nor to stare endlessly

at flickering pictures

trapped in a tiny box...

 

You were made

for so much more—

 

The wild places are calling

...and you must go!







Photo: Waimea Canyon, Kauai, P. Daoust

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