how wild
can I be
if ever
I grew feathers
I should
fly away
would circle
high mountains
icy places
mountain peaks
drinking wild
sacred water
seek fountains
always wild
dream crying
weeping stone
though truly
one side
whose trying
must always
I who am
somehow atone
we be our
polished contract
staring reflection
daring back
maybe just
that reflective one
is truly
really free
seeing myself
some introspection
my destination
mileage selection
just wild
my indignation
such instigation
wild style
my predilection
I'm fluid
marvelous water
carving thoughts
shooting rapids
flooding canyons
fragility deep
ruddy baggage
I'm druid
worship trees
stand stones
how wild
could possibly
I become
caress lightning
free diving
burning hotter
die competing
God's furious
wild entreating
churning sun
so is living
bountiful learning
so is wild
living this
forever yearning
seeking bliss

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