For not now or ever have we known the slim opportunity to be wild as the heart demands. Without such chance or opportunity as living amongst the trees, what can we do? We can find the slim opportunity, the chance to take the leap within the quick gaze of an other.
Truly just our self looking in the mirror. And is this not the best part. For when there is no other and both parties are on the same page the whole book can be thrown to the wolves and the chase can begin. No wrong, no right, and be sure to exchange any and all good gendered roles. For the first thing to go if one is to be wild is what you know.
Follow the look. Follow the gaze. Follow the way the light reflects off her blue dress and the shine of his white teeth in his smile. For the smile does not say I know it says I wonder. The dress does not say I am calm it says I am ready. Ready to go, ready to give, ready to say what the hell does it mean to be alive.
Make sure its messy and be sure to get wet. Dive right in and get a good whiff of the errands. For how often does one get a chance to live like this? If memories are what we love then it is time to create. But in this Monday to Friday workweek how many chances do we get to clear the slate of knowing?
BE GONE and run fast into the wild. Take a chance, answer the call, and scream out your truth from the bottom of your throat. Stop looking at your self in the mirror and where each piece of hair goes. For imagine if it held you to the same precinct as you do when you claim you know?
Fear not the unknown for it becomes just what is. No you, no me, what an honour it is. Breathe in and look ‘round and hear the mystery sound strike the knell. One more culprit has broken that forever ancient spell. They have crossed the line and into the forest comes the point of no return. Forever our hearts shall desire to yearn.
To be wild and free and run with the wolves. To sing far and wide and fly with the birds. To gallop with the horses and bask in the sun. For unto us each new day will always be begun. Take not it as a chance for it is always so. If you do not seek the wild then unto the grey and feverish you will bestow.
You have to be the one to make the first move. So be stealthy and wise and do not shoot off too soon. You’re wild forever but the chance comes and goes. To see the flash of a chance is the one who truly knows. How to be wild.
