Wild Goose

Take me away wild winds, blow me to where the earth frees my mind, moves my heart, where my spirit rises, where I connect to life, I want to feel the dance, feel young once again, at least one more time, all alone in a wild, away from time, into the flowers’ blooms or into the snows’ swirls, beyond the mundane boundaries, off the well-known paths, where fears disappear into a snowy mist, away from civilization to sit, to observe, and listen, while watching a solitary wild goose forage in a mountain pond