The Calling


I long to see for miles,
The sun setting on the dudes,
The freedom of the expanse calling,
I long to hear the tune.
The Earth unscathed and breathing,
New day, new life, new birth,
Adventure from my heart is seething
The world my dream is worth.
There’s soldiers on the hillside,
Not men this weathered band,
An army of fierce noble trees,
Defend this hallowed land.

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