It Still Calls

In my years I have been to mountain high and under prairie sky, I have gone into the snow and where the wildflowers grow since I was a child, and still it calls, I want to be in the wild, just let me go, just let me disappear into a snow, into the swirl, into the twirl, up a trail, because nature, it’s beauty, it’s solitude, it’s connection to life, still thrills, it still calls.