In Real Wilderness

Fiction & Poetry, Poetry — By on July 14, 2012 at 5:49 am

In real wilderness

One learns very quickly

That every force or creature of nature

Is fully what it is.

There is no question of ‘mastering nature’

No possibility of human dominance.

When nature faces you down

With its fullness,

There is survival,

Maybe.

Skill has save many,

But sheer luck has saved many more.

Stupidity or clumsiness have claimed many –

But arrogance has cost far more lives.

Preparation helps,

But brute force

Of winds, waves or temperature

Will win

Eventually.

I love the wilderness

Because beyond all the human noise

There is a stillness and simplicity;

It is what it is

And I am what I am.

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