“What I’m After”
The wind racing
Across
snow caped peaks
Weathering
High elevation
Storms
The ancient hymns
Of brother wolves
Howling
In the distance
The soft ground
Beneath my feet
Trekking
A pilgrimage to One
Standing at the edge
Of a perilous cliff
With this feeling
Of unbounded
Freedom
The wild
Is what I’m after.
