A Wilderness Pantoum
A Wilderness Pantoum
The world has forgotten what quiet means.
And what does our wilderness mean?
Is it a meadow, the sky or a stream
perhaps a mountaintop or a lone sunbeam.
So what does our wilderness mean?
Being truly alone with only the company of
perhaps a mountaintop or a lone sunbeam,
hearing just the sound of your own breathing.
Being truly alone with only the company of
the wind, rustling the trees, and an owl staring,
hearing just the sound of your own breathing
while wondering how the world is faring.
The wind, rustling the trees, and an owl staring
from a meadow, the sky or a stream
while you wonder how the world is faring
knowing the world has forgotten what quiet means.
published in A New Ulster
