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A Solitary Wander Through the Untamed Wilds

"In the midst of the wild, I am free"

By Vicky TenthPublished about a year ago 2 min read
A Solitary Wander Through the Untamed Wilds
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In the midst of the wild,

Where naught but nature holds sway,

I stand, unencumbered and unbeguiled,

Beguiled by the vast expanse of the plain.

The wind whispers secrets in my ear,

As the trees sway and writhe,

And the sun sets in a blaze of fiery hues,

Leaving me in a state of rapture.

In the wild, I am free,

Unfettered by the constraints of man,

A solitary soul, in harmony,

With the land and its inhabitants.

I am one with the earth,

A part of its ancient soul,

In this moment of timeless birth,

I am whole.

Though I walk in solitude,

I am never truly alone,

For the wild is my friend,

And in it, I have found my home.

As the stars begin to twinkle and glow,

I sit in contemplation,

Basking in the beauty of the wild,

A place of solitude and elation.

Here, in the midst of the wilderness,

I am at peace,

My thoughts free to roam,

As I listen to the rustling of the leaves.

In this place of solace and serenity,

I am reminded of the power of nature,

And the smallness of man,

In the grand scheme of things.

I am grateful for this moment,

To be one with the wild,

To feel alive,

And to be at peace with the world.

As the night sky fills with stars,

I am awestruck by their grandeur,

Reminded of the vastness of the universe,

And the insignificance of my own being.

In this moment, I am filled with a sense of humility,

And a deep reverence for the world around me.

The sounds of the wilderness fill my ears,

A symphony of life,

Each note a reminder of the interconnectedness of all things.

I am humbled by the power of nature,

And the lessons it has to teach.

In this place of solitude and beauty,

I am grateful to be alive,

To be a witness to the majesty of the wild,

And to be at one with the world.

As I tread upon the verdant earth,

I am struck by the sense of solitude,

A feeling of being utterly alone,

In a world that belongs to nature.

The silence of the wilderness is all-encompassing,

As I walk along the winding path,

Taking in the sights and sounds,

Of the primal world around me.

I am humbled by the majesty of the land,

And the boundlessness of the sky,

And I am filled with a sense of wonder,

At the ancient mysteries of the universe.

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Vicky Tenth

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