of wood wind water and ice
free from a concrete
plastic prison
of soiled air and water
killing king salmon
melting Arctic ice
habitat of perishing polar bears

In a wilderness of wood wind
and water I am alone
arms raised in awe
to grizzlies
caribou and wolves
who roam over mountains
glaciers and razor edged ridges
rising from rocky river beds
and silt layered flatlands

In a wilderness of wood wind
water and ice I tread
on a carpet of moss and lichen
where water falls and flows
in a woodland harmony
of cottonwood
ferns, alder and Sitka spruce
beneath a soaring eagle eye