Through the Wild -

Beyond the endless plains and wide open streams

Lies my destiny at the edge of a new world

Where woodland hawks soar

Above the forest shade

And sweeping trees fade beyond the sun

Even the wind held it’s misty breath

For this journey will tread on soil unkempt

Through enduring rains and winters so cold

A great venture in which tales will be told

I wander over gray hills under a forlorn sky

Gazing beyond the boundless windswept fields

The silent air shattered by thundering clouds

Concealing my path within the darkness

Alone in the cold night

In the shadow of mountain heights

Take rest by the howling deep

By dawn I’ll journey through the willows heap

When fires rise above gray hills

And my face set ablaze from the sun

I’ll follow the ancient whispering gales

Where my fate will be revealed