Alaskabound

to crawl along the road

newborn, and excited

to venture into deepest fear

blows of the sea spray 

on tanned cheekbones

to crawl along the rocks

lookouts of the foaming wave

to spread belief and to touch

to inspire and indulge

to feed off of the most primal

of instinct, the most innocent

of emotion. to let oneself

fall into the wild, and live

as meant to live.