Ah! Today wild thoughts took my mind.
Ideas blown by gusty breezes
Slipped into consciousness.
Towering trees in some virgin forest long past.
A crystal stream.
Wild geese set against a gray winter’s sky.
A log cabin.
A warm stone fireplace.
A flannel shirt.
A friendly dog.
A need to hunt.
A good hot cup of morning coffee.
It is crisp October air that brings them on,
So strong I almost let them take me where they will.