Just because I hate the city
Doesn't mean I want
A
Silent
Life
I long for the powerful armored ocean
To pound at
My feet
Entreating me
Begging me
Enter
I dream
Of the quiet
Misty green
Mountains
Majestic
In their solitude
And mighty
In their sustaining of
Life
I hope for
The soft, strong
Air of sailing
To beat against my face
Threatening
To lift me
Into it's blue embrace
My heart beats
For the pines
Green
And great in beauty
I don't want a quiet life
I want a wild life