Journey
Just as free to be in the chill
Of distant waves of air forsake
Up into the alone for thrill
Raw dampish hills to climb and leap
Near only other sound --the break
Ending miles to go before any sleep
Yawping distant song birds spill
Copyright © Daniel Miltz | Year Posted 2022
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