Where does man belong?

Where does man belong?

Where among the world can he roam free as his soul longs to be at liberty?

In the concrete jungle?

Civilization inevitably enslaves him

He builds cities, leaving his roots, hoping and dreaming of something better

He is lost in the web of civilization though he knows where “he is” each moment

It becomes corrupt and attracts the soulless

It is the age old story of the prodigal son

Man longs for that which he does not have

He longs for what he believes he wants, what he deserves

Only to regret his foolishness and longs to return to his roots

The wiseman returns humbled with a new perspective

His soul longs for his first and one true love - freedom

Where can he find this freedom, but in the woods where he can roam free

In the woods, he belongs. In the woods, he becomes one with nature

In the woods, he recognizes his mortality and is at peace with it

In the woods, he realizes how small he really is, which sets him free from those who wish to enslave him

In the woods, he sees and hears God


​Bill Kregel