An Ode to the Wild

 

To the mountains who taunt me whenever I look out the window.  One day I might give in.

To the leaves whose beauty exceeds that of the biggest house.  Embrace me as an old friend.

To the streams whose sounds resemble that of a symphony.  Never stop flowing.

To the wild horses who gallop in the pastures.  What's it like to be free?

To the clouds who bring the rain.  Thank you for your tears.

To the wild.  I'll be there soon.