Wilderness of manmade courts
Yields to those of Divine sorts
Rugged sagebrush scented thoughts
Single junipers of green
Breathing in the air so clean
Grasping immenseness, heaven brought
Freedom on a different scale
Loneliness completely fails
Enveloped within life’s true campaign
Lost, I think not
Found, more like the lot
No fences to restrain
Suddenly an anxious thought
Nature’s love’s all but bought
But we are naught but renters here
Arrogance shall be lost in time
And all shall pass, each in line
Simple blind men I fear
Wilderness of a Divine sort
Created by His heavenly court
Falling curiously in line
Rugged sagebrush scented thoughts
Grasping immenseness, heaven brought
Wilderness of a thinking mind
Rd 4/22/2011
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