Howling Wilderness

The sanguine sun just waved goodbye and hides in the silhouettes of hills in wilderness; But, I still stand here between the line that separates night from day; No phone in my pocket only my own, my own weary self escaping from the city's endless hustle; To slow down, that is my aim . Hence, I am here. But little did I know, the howling wilderness has been waiting long for me her howling I didnt hear~ busy with life's twists and turns that I forgot to remove the earpiece I've been wearing day by day. Now, without anything, I heed the wilderness, the forgotten language once I have known; I begin to recall and like an old friend, I talk to her and as she listens to my poor self, the howling stops~ I heard myself I found LOVE.