Free & Wild

To the ways of wander

to the ways of light

to the stars beyond here

to the local night

to the peaceful splendor

to the helpless child

to the lost horizons

we’re the free and wild

To the granite floor

to the ocean deep

to the “look for more”

to the me in me

to the cellar rats

dying in New York

to that cafe in decay

to the magic of the style

we build these streets tonight

searching out the free and wild

To the distance

to the close

to the poet

idealize his notes

to the boundaries of our soul

to the mystery

to the goals

to the ways of wander and the ways of light

we search the free and wild

in the lost side of our life

(Ft. Myers, Florida 1/26/85)