The wilderness welcomes with whispers and wind,
Vast deserts, huge mountains,
And forests unthinned.
A place where rainstorms, blizzards, and droughts,
Coexist with the fog,
The clear skies, and mist.
It beckons and hides,
Lures and derides.
It comes and goes,
Just like the tides.
It conceals vast treasures,
But opens its arms,
To all who would seek them
And sounds no alarms.
Constantly changing.
Extreme to serene.
From wildfire and thunder,
To calm and wonder.
It comes in all shapes
And in many sizes.
Its horizons expansive
And full of surprises.
Even though
Many folks never go
To lands faraway and wild.
It’s good to know
They still exist.
That frontiers yet persist.
Whether you hike into such places
With your body or your mind,
Rejoice in the magic that there you’ll surely find.
As you immerse yourself in its wonder,
Take a moment to relish and ponder.
And don’t try to make it better,
Nature’s working on those tasks.
Just leave it like it is,
That’s all it ever asks.
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