Wild Child

Feeling like a wild child in

A room of CEOs

With these wrinkles round my eyes though

I bet you’d never know

While success is the topic

And nothing's left to chance 

The Wind and trees

Are calling me to dance

I close my eyes their voices fade

Envisioned freedom in a forest glade

Where the rhythm of life

Is not measured in gain

But in whispers of leaves and

and patters of rain

My heart does wander

Where the wild things are

Far from the hustle meetings and scars

 Where wildflowers sway

And the Mourning Doves coo

To a world where time

Is marked by the sun

And the day's success

 by the joy of the run

Some chase dreams of gold and acclaim

But my dreams have a different name

To feel the earth neath

 my bare feet

To embrace the calm, the untamed sweet

So build your towers

Strong and tall

Win the race

And have it all

I’ll follow the call 

Of Nature's song

The Dance of the Wild,

The wind and the trees

This, the essence of

True liberty.

Tamara Bernal

6/2024

Side note * Ai gen image - so you know I don't just find them online I try to create what I'm imagining by using Chat GPT/DallE asking it to create images from the description I give it..sometimes its wonky or weird but its kind of fun!