Facing the Wild

Storm clouds over Little Elk Creek, Black Hills National Forest. Model will remain anonymous. Fullview recommended.

Standing in the shallows that border a flooding stream.
Watching the last patch of blue vanish as storm clouds roll over head.
The first drop of rain bursts like a bomb on the rocks.
Even here the world knows the meaning of violence.
And in that knowledge we relax, knowing that our evil is of this world.
And can be transcended when to the heavens we are called.
And so we face the wild.
Grinning.