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Wilderness
By Stellar84

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This poem belongs to me, Emily.  All rights reserved.  Please,
no duplicating, copying, or distribution without my consent.
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     Here I take my solo walk
     Down the path I do stalk
     The snowy path before me now
     And to this I raise my brow

     I look around and then I see
     Passing clouds far above me
     A rainbow hovers high, a treat
     Out here with no one else to meet

     I hear nothing, all is still
     No birds, no beasts, nary a trill
     Just my boots and crunching snow
     With bits of light, the path aglow

     A rushing sound, a river there
     Pausing to just stop and stare
     Beyond the trees, out there I know
     Peace and quiet, all is so

     Around the bend, I find trees
     But nothing to compare to these
     Guardian sequoias, tall and grand
     Towering above, how high they stand

     Side by side, they make a gate
     Looking down on my sorry state
     Many students passed through here
     Down on me they do peer

     They have lasted a long, long time
     Yet my actions they do mime
     And I salute as I walk on by
     The sight enough to make me sigh

     I smile now at the sight
     Of the birds that do take flight
     And the now peaceful calm
     I leave my print with my palm

     I rest now here, silence gold
     Yet so much yet left untold
     Overall, a place to love
     Winsome and free, just like a dove