A wilder place

I love to take walks into the fields near the barn where I board my mule. I absolutely require time in the natural world every day (we all do.) I enter the fields to walk, sit, breathe, feed my soul, and remember who I am. This new poem was inspired by a recent trip to the fields….

A wilder place

 

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