CALL OF THE WILD
The call of the wild~
For offspring to be conceived~
Is what makes life~
Fulfilled and awesomely free!
It started a long time ago~
The timing regimented or~
Coming in random waves~
As like the male wolf~
Seeks his strong mate.
For each species it is different~
From baubles to fine feathers~
Much the same for you and me~
This wonderment is a natural parade~
We cultivate together.
The call of the wild~
Goes sometimes seasonally~
The mating ritual for all animals~
Is a normal developmental deed.
It is the two hawks who fly~
Teeter twatering in the sky~
They look for the best place~
To make their nest as I drive by.
For man and the woman~
It is called making love~
And from that time on~
There is created life~
From GOD above.
The call of the wild~
Is how the world populates~
While some might call it nature~
Others might call it a beloved fate.
As the wild male turkey~
Does his decorative dance~
We can see nature~
For this single tradition enhanced.
All around the world~
Given any time and any place~
Ceremonial breeding~
Is done casually or with delicate grace.
Permanently some animals pair off~
Like the vibrant male Cardinal and~
His not so flamboyant mate~
I see them nurturing a loft the~
Wooden ruddy arbor’s gate.
The call of the wild~
Is the repetitive assist~
To all beings to reproduce~
And being survived to exist.
I see rascally chipmunks~
Chase each other~
The female tries to ward off her suitor~
As if the male seems such a bother.
The call of the wild~
For offspring to be conceived~
Is what makes life~
Fulfilled and awesomely free!
By
Lisa J. Warner
AKA
Lisa Luv
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