"Back Into the Wild"

a poem about... well, maybe just watch it and read it.

Important: Watch til the very end.

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After many years of practice
I too became an expert tracker and trapper. 

It was still dark when I went out 
Found and followed them down to their den
	Caught them	
		      Kept them
				Fed them
Thinking they’d bring me 
Comfort, certainty, or guarantee. 

But they kicked within their confines
Roared against their reins
Resisted their restraints and 
Hissed at their hindrances. 

No comfort could I conjure from their capture 
Nor certainty obtain through their chains. 

One morning I awoke with instructions: 

“Release your caged Expectations back into the wild
Loosen your imprisoned illusions
Free your fantasies from their fences
Find a friend
And in the daylight,
Go hunt for new Hope.”

-T. 

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P.S.

I really did wake up one morning with the lines: “Release your caged expectations back into the wild, hunt for new hope.” At first I thought they were part of another piece I was working on, but they took me down a different road.

It’s a mystery how these things work.