We imagine the call of the wild
To be some kind of return
To our savage, unenlightened
Almost cave dweller type ways
Ways that we now consider disdainful

But that’s not the call of the wild
That is a regression to a past we have left

The true call of the wild
Is a call to beauty
To service and to nobility of spirit
It is a call to inner freedom
And a call to a kind of sovereignty
That knows itself and values itself

The call of the wild
Is a call to our true nature
As a lived experience

The fire inside us must be fed
Or it will, over time, lose its heat
And we will be left with dying embers.

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