The green wilderness beyond
beckons and is quiet
dew drops glisten on my brow
as I run into the mist
and am gone
gone beyond the dusk
far within the wild
A crow squawks
to my right
shrouded in shadow
I run on
mist rolling against my skin
hairs prickled and tense
from the beyond
I don't know
The wilderness surrounds me
and I stop and breathe
It is quiet, still, like time escaped
leaving only a sense of presence
where I can stay forever