A beautiful poem by Canadian spoken word artist Shane Koyczan about the wild within British Columbia, Canada
[Destination British Columbia]
It’s just the ocean.
Until you are pulling your dinner out of it.
Until you see first-hand everything that lives in it.
Until you feel the push and pull of a thing so vast…
It is untameable.
It’s just a tree.
Until you see someone release the art trapped inside it.
Until you need shade from the sun or reprieve from the rain.
Until the night steals the warmth in you blood and a cedar sacrifices his its own flesh to give you fire.
It’s just a mountain.
Until you are standing at the bottom of it.
Face to face with it.
Until you take your first step to the top of it.
Until you reach the summit and stand eye level with the setting sun
It’s just a sky.
Until the stars poke holes in the darkness.
Until the wind pushes its howl through the open air with a wildness so blatant.
It sounds like a song you must dance to.
And it all looks…
Until you there surrounded by no one.
Until water, earth, fire and air rewind you to a time you once knew.
Until the world feels massive again.
Until it’s just you…