When it winds its way through the trees
Sounding clarion trumpets loud
Or sighing soft as you please
Why is the moon so bright
On wilderness twisted terrain
Lighting each rock and tree
Til daylight comes once again
And when the moon is dark
How do the stars shine so great
That the trees and the mountains reflect
Off the surface of a calm lake
And when winds carry before them
Bunched and laden cloud
Why is the thunder so pleasing
Regardless being scary and loud
More important than even these puzzles
Is that while in knowing yet I stand
Not in wilderness soils deep
But in the “civilized” land
My mind yearns for the wilds
My heart cries out to be heard
I need to be out there encompassed
Seldom trouble by wasted word
Far from the stresses of people
Far from the anger and shame
Living a life of simplicity
Where nature sets the soul tame
I need to be out in the forest
Or afloat on ocean grand
Challenged by wind and wave
Far from concreted over land
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