Call of the Wild.

Bequeath that which silence
brings,
Beneath, the harmony accordingly
sings,

Shifting, call of the wild, eyes
set, nose in the wind,
Decent, inwardly blend,

Meeting on those plains
out there,
High above, the law lay
bare,

Transfixed, that pulse
deep inside,
Sit back, just along for
the ride,

Travesty, an essence
beyond wild,
Clawing deep, that
lost inner child...
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(C) D.C. Chapman
09/09/2013