Wilderness

Poem By Gus Coetser

Alone and afraid.

Broken and lost.

She falls on her face

Into the dust.

And then she hears his voice

Calling to her.

To come and rest.

To come and trust.

She lifts her face up from the dust.

Alone in the dark.

Cold and afraid

wolfs howl.

“I'm hungry”she says

To herself.