Earth, Water, and Words
The following poetry and imaginings are merely works in progress.
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
I long to run free across a boundless landscape.
I long to scream at the moon, heard by only the sky.
I long to feel the earth between my toes.
I long to sleep beneath the open sky, with only the stars as company.
I long for the wilderness.
I long to be wild.
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