"Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans." -- John Lennon
You hide in shadows cast by thick brick walls
You built around your city -- urban plans
Are made to keep out all the wild life, calls
Of wolves and meadow larks silenced by bans
Enforced to keep all that is wild at bay
For fear the wilds in you will answer them.
Come into the fields and sunshine and play
With me, the wolves, the meadow larks -- the stem
Of thorns holds roses, the color and scent
Are dangerous to your fears -- let them die
And live your life dangerous and wild, spent
In beauty and love, where joy makes you cry.
When your city and wilds join up in strife,
Then maybe you can love both me and life.