this allure

for fields without fences

is the kind that forces new awareness

an empathy

with misunderstood men

Solitude

motivated by selfishness

Answers

in the silence

saying things

that can’t be known.

In every man

is the desire to throw off authority

to listen

to his own heart

Few

see the top

before they reach it

if they do, their spirits falter

what are we doing

walking well-worn paths

asphalt assumptions

suggesting freedom

what if we did

what we wanted to do?

what if we wanted

different things?

perhaps we don’t know what we want

but I venture a guess

that we do

it takes courage to admit it

Power

to follow after it

Strength

that can’t be measured

by other men.

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