In All Its Wildness

In all its wildness I see the sky Full with stars, the shining lights The light that is lit by the heavens Are beyond my imagination The purpose it serves The wildness of the forest And the dancing trees Hidden creatures moving around Going in the wild round and round The wildness in the mind Like spiral, thoughts, trying to unwind In the form of some art on the canvas Or by the pen in poetic form Even in form of notes of the music This wildness around keeps the hope alive A fruit for thoughts and curiosity of the mind