A curlew in the wildness
Calls to my heart.
We ride with the wind
This beautiful friend and I
For each found the other
Each within the fray
And we carry the weather with us
Each in our own way
Each little snowflake
Now still,
As we career, wind blown
Down the hill
In our wintery bauble
And warmed
by the song
Of the wild.
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