07/17/2025
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The Wilderness
Calling, like whispers through the air
I see the fear and turn my eyes away, in the shadow
The roar of the River is enough to push me-
I drift.
In the wind my soul flies, to do anything and be anywhere but here
I do not wish to face it, I cannot look!
The voice is my fear.
It lies.
Courage is fleeting, bravery is lost.
I am weak, I cannot fight.
Into the depth, like a cloud consuming my wholeness.
The wind blows, again, again, a crisp word is spoken,
I hear it, singing to me now -rising me from the dirt, from the ashes I shake-
I turn, face the shadow
I scream!
This forest cannot have me!
I rise, I fight, I waver, I fall, I no longer fear.
The trees are mine to climb I see the horizon
Into the wind, I whisper, this place is mine…