(I wrote this on a cold and rainy day in 1994 on a train from Chicago to Kenosha – for some reason it’s stayed with me all these years)
Great white wilderness
I want to walk into your misty morning
never to return
I want to lie on the banks of your forbidden river
and taste your cool, clear waters
I want to breathe in deep and fill myself
with your warm breezes, your gentle winds
I want to walk and continue walking
deeper and deeper inside you
until I come to the place under the shadow of your clouds
where we both were born
my destination, my destiny
your glowing heart
and there forever I will sleep
my arms wrapped around your soul

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