My Response to "Into the Wild"

My heart seems to race
to meet some unknown climax:
where Mountain and Wind,
Earth and its children,
River and Hillside all stand together
and form my Desire.
Wolfsong and Hawkcry are
everything -- without them,
I cannot survive.
Who will cradle my loss?
Where will my dreams be laid?
When All that is Pure,
all aesthetic beauty is forgotten,
when All is laid bare --
who will stand and remember?

You -- the One who will stand --
You have lit a Fire beneath me.
Growing, soon to birth, is that Desire
which I ignored for the conformist's
reasons; which I shall now ignore.
What is my blood running for?
It runs for the Wild; it runs
for that Unadulterated,
the Untouched, the Unknown,
and the forever Undiscovered.
Let it Be! Let it Remain!
May my heart never be content:
may you stand in my way and
prevent me from destroying my
Final, Last, Driving Desire.
Let all the Wild World be a Mystery:
so that I may always, always
discover It.