Oh, let my spirit wander
Where the air is crisp and clear
And the whispers of the wilderness
Are the only sounds I hear;
Oh, let me venture yonder
Where the earth is pure and clean
Where mankind and pollution
Are seldom ever seen;
Let me test my soul's endurance
In this unforgiving place -
Let man and beast in battle
Meet each other face to face;
For passion is the hunter
And wisdom is the prey
And if I am victorious
Let my legend ever stay
Away above the timberline
In that stronghold of the gods,
Where I dared to face the challange
And excelled against the odds!
Let man and beast in battle Meet each other face to face; i liked this best...good bad...always a fight on...let the stronger willed win...and that makes the man...great poem...love...nalini
This flowed with ease and insight: For passion is the hunter And wisdom is the prey And if I am victorious Let my legend ever stay Brilliant words again from you, a class act Love duncan X
Passion is the basis of wisdom. I've met very few dull, boring, wise people. A few wise idiots, but that's another story. Beautiful poetry that takes the reader along with you and challenges them, as well. That's cooking with gas...propane at that altitude. Write more and more. Sleep with a notepad! ! xxElysabeth
All I'm going to say about this Linda, is that you lifted me to places I've never been. This is so lovely written with movement in every line. MARVELOUS! David
Soaring words for soaring principles, plus a willingness to turn and face the foe. And poetry that matches these timeless sentiments. Head clearing stuff Linda in a pure setting. We need more of this. The cynics will smirk. They are the enemy. Oh, declaration of war there! Thanks. jim
Fantastic visions of nature and tight rhymes nice one. Whats a slam hunter Linda?
I was not dissappointed after reading this great artful work. I knew from the first one of yours that i read, that i would not be dissappointed in this piece.I totally concur with Sir Duncan Wylie. Brilliant words. God bless all poets-MJG.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
SOULQUENCHING WRITE...ASTUTE USE OF IMAGERY...GREAT TITLE ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK