For The Sunday Muse #39 and Wordle 387 from The Sunday Whirl. Image Source.
\\\* Here in the shadow Of despair, loneliness Hangs in the air like A wet coat, the silence Like the weight of pebbles Beneath which which one sags, Broken at the knees.
Each step towards The distant light is a prayer Of repenting, for forgetting What love in the wild Feels like.
Step by step, walk after walk We are making this world Whole again, heeding the Inner call to become Wild and free again.