The Wild

The Wild  -  “The prey of the Day”

A cry in the wild, a hunt of beguile.
            On the trails, of lost bewails.
            Ears to the winds, of rustling leaves.
A sign, of heart beats, and sighs.
A predatorʻs grey, of the unaware prey.
            A frozen still blink, as the breath of life shrinks.
            A chase in the make, and the prey escape.
The day ends, of howling regrets.