Love is a wild creature,
beautiful and free
Chase after it and it will flee away
Wait for it expectantly
and it will come silently
stepping on paths of its own choosing
Shy, elusive love
Waiting in the shadows
Love in a gilded cage
Is misery withering
But follow the contours of its wild forests
Bathe in the freshness of its running
waters
Breathe the scented air of tenderness
Love love
And it will trust your very soul.
This one's for you Liss! Photos taken at Cradle Mt National Park, Tasmania.
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