My soul flows and my heart cries out
I know where I belong with little doubt
To smell the pine and feel the bark
Wholly changed and forever marked
The mountains know and scarcely tell
Where the wolves hunt and elk dwell
Finding that place your spirit knows
The truth, the lies, the highs, the lows
Sweeping vistas and rocky crag
The pure domain of the might stag
Unaltered by the stain of human kind
Revealing beauty to those once blind
Seeking the divine in wild places
Setbacks and troubles one faces
Bringing us to a place of peace
May the rugged places never cease
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