Howl at the moon young wolf.
Will anyone answer you?
Does anyone care?
Howls soon accompany
the lone sound.
Notes varying in tempo and pitch.
In tune together in their quest
to raise the moon.
The moon shines down upon them,
in acquiescence of their mournful sounds.
All is right with the world.
Life is in perfect harmony.
The moon brings out the best in us.
It reflects our inner thoughts and desires.
Some may howl at the moon,
while others are impelled to dance.
Dance until the sun rises.
Dance until your limbs grow tired.
Dance until you feel at peace.
At peace with the world.
CALL OF THE WILD
A UNIQUE LANGUAGE UNDERSTOOD
BY ITS OWN MEMBERS.
I HOPE THEY ARE AROUND AND PLENTIFUL
FOR A LONG TIME.
A SIMPLE MUSHROOM IS NOT SO SIMPLE.
IT HAS INTRICATE DETAILS ON THE OUTSIDE
AND IN THE INSIDE.
WITH A BLUE SKY AND TREES,
BUT NATURE WILL ALWAYS BE PRETTIER
AND CAN NEVER BE DUPLICATED.