Wild at Heart
Let me find the longing of my heart,
On this wild canvass of creation’s art.
Let me ramble across thy painted ridges ,
To sample greedily all thy majestic riches.
Let break the chains of mundane existence,
And put to end the captivity of spiritual quiescence.
Let kindle in me a sea of passionate fire,
Let danger and adventure be my heart’s desire.
Let me stand on mountains high and proud,
To be in the company of the great rolling cloud.
Let me bed on hard earth and prickly thistle,
Let bitter strife be a testament to my mettle.
Let my ears be filled with the roars of the raging tempest,
To stay the course when the heavens doth menace.
Let the storms me bravely weather when lesser men flee.
And were I to meet my maker, meet I him with glee.
Let no urban comforts dull my aggression,
Nor earthly possessions hinder my progression.
Let vain positions never my honour defile,
Let idleness to me be ever so vile.
Till when my life’s crimson cease to run,
And when I stand amidst a thousand splendid golden suns,
This I dare say with a contented smile,
That my heart is forever feral and eternally wild.
Inspired by a book that I’ve read a few years ago and have shaped my life