Wild Spirit

In the heart of the wild, where whispers of freedom sing, A soul of fur and fire, a spirit unbound, takes flight. Eyes that pierce the horizon, a gaze of untamed grace, A silent sentinel, guarding the secrets of the earth. The wind through its mane, a symphony of wildness, A testament to the untamed, where nature's pulse beats strong. Its presence is a reminder of the wild within us all, A call to embrace the untamed, to find our own wild spirit. In its eyes, we see the echoes of our own untamed dreams, A mirror reflecting the wildness we yearn to reclaim. Let this wild spirit guide us, to wander where the wild things are, To find our courage, to soar, to be free, to be wild.