© LJR 2025
WILDERNESS HEART
If in your heart you always hear . . .
The cloud-piercing lure of majestic peaks
The cry of an eagle claiming the skies
The rush and fall of tumbling cascades
The whisper of pines on a rocky shore
The swish of oars as they dip and drive
The splash of trout as they rise to feast
The rumble of bison on the move
The rustle of wild flowers in the breeze
The crackle and pop of firepit logs
The moon-lit lament of a lonely wolf
The serenade of stars against the dark
The contented sigh of a day well spent
If these are the siren calls you hear
My friend, you’ve been gifted a wilderness heart.
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