Wild and Free
Like strands of beautiful black silk, the dark rain
Delicately dripped from the foliage,
Giving off a wild sweet perfume.
As the orange ball of fire dipped dramatically,
An eerie glow capped the treetops,
Tomorrow was entering nature’s womb.
Wildlife cackling, far away, in the distant hills.
I stood still, aware of possible predators,
But all was clear, my mind took me home.
A six month courtship with nature, was all I’d had,
But it was serious and would last forever,
Here I would stay and live and roam.
Home was thousands of miles and years away,
A foreign city that never sleeps,
With people and money, never lies still.
I see a pond with a shroud of evening mist
Through which clouds of insects dart
On the evening air, their chattering so shrill.
Every turn that nature takes is so wonderful,
I decide to lay my head,
And let this wondrous union lead me to sleep.
I dream that we are as one with the universe,
And that everything I see is a source of light.
A dream to remember and forever to keep.