To the wild ones

by jimowensjr

Friends who gather
In wilderness deep
With their tales to tell
And secrets keep

Yes—there to find,
Amongst the trees,
A precious thing
Blows with the breeze

This journey long
A rugged trail
Together though,
We all prevail.

In such days
Our souls renewed,
Amidst the trees
The mist and dew;

So pass the cup
Now, take a bite
Of something sweet
‘tis sheer delight.

I’ll see you there,
Once more again,
I’m sure of such,
Though know not when.