In the heart of meadow’s tender veil,
Where dawn’s first light softly trails,
Unfolds a tale, whimsically wild,
Nature’s essence, humbly compiled.
Amidst the green, young fawns play,
Their gambols sketch the day,
With leaps of joy, they lightly prance,
In the morning’s tender, warming glance.
A lioness, fierce in love’s strong hold,
Her roar, a story anciently told,
Guarding kin with ferocious might,
In the wild’s unyielding, restless night.
In tender grace, under sky’s soft veil,
A mother’s love, a tale so pale,
The elephant’s gentle, nurturing nuzzle,
Unveils love’s tender, boundless puzzle.
Each scene, a verse in life’s grand tome,
Whims of the wild, freely roam,
The dance of life, raw and profound,
In nature’s grasp, we’re sweetly bound.
The playful jest, the fierce command,
The tender touch of a nurturing hand,
Mirror the heart of humanity’s song,
In wild’s embrace, we belong.
Feel the rhythm of life’s sweet prose,
In every heart, the wild wind blows,
Unveiling the whims, life’s sacred blend,
In the heart of wild, our souls mend.
Now, may hearts hear nature’s tender call,
In the wild’s soft whisper, we enthrall,
Through playful jest, fierce love, tender care,
Find life’s rhythm, fair and square.
Commentary: Unveiling the Whims of the Wild
The inception of Whims of the Wild was birthed from a morning where the sun cast a golden embrace upon a tranquil meadow. As a devout observer of nature, I often find myself lost in the endless narrative it weaves, each day a new chapter, each creature a poetic verse. That morning was a divine tableau, where the playful, the ferocious, and the tender choreographed a dance that resonated with the core of my being.
The playful gambols of young fawns symbolize the essence of uninhibited joy and the exuberance of life. Their leaps and bounds were verses of joy penned in the lush meadow, a reminder of the unadulterated essence of being. In their playful demeanor, I saw the reflection of life’s lighter, joyful moments that serve as a respite from the harsh realities that often surround.
The ferocious roar of the lioness was a hymn of protective love. The wild often unveils a stark reality, the relentless endeavor of survival. In her fierce demeanor, there lies a love so profound, a reminder of the depths one ventures to protect the ones held dear. The primal yet tender essence of her protectiveness is a reflection of love’s boundless magnitude, a realm where tenderness and ferocity coalesce.
The gentle nuzzle of the mother elephant to her calf was a soft whisper amidst the wild’s cacophony, a tender verse of love’s gentle, nurturing demeanor. The sweet, nurturing bonds seen amidst the wild’s rugged terrain echoed the universal theme of love, care, and nurturing that forms the cradle of existence.
The juxtaposition of these scenes in Whims of the Wild is an endeavor to capture the essence of life’s myriad emotions that resonate both in the wild and within the human heart. Each verse is an invitation to delve deeper into the whims that play upon the vast stage of existence, urging a contemplative reflection on the profound simplicity that binds us to nature and to each other.
The inspiration to pen down these verses was a humble attempt to bridge the realms of the wild and human emotions, urging a contemplative dialogue between the two. Each verse of the poem, each illustration that accompanies it, is a step closer to unveiling the tender, fierce, and playful whims that choreograph the dance of life both in the wild and within the realms of our hearts.