Key components

A boy in the wild, alone and small,

With only the sky and earth to call,

He learns from the breeze, the rocks, and the trees,

To survive, he must bend with the breeze.

A stick for a spear, sharp and true,

He crafts from the forest what he can do.

The sun as his guide, the moon as his friend,

He follows their path where daylight ends.

Water from rivers, fresh and clear,

A small stream is all that he holds dear.

The fire he builds with stones and tinder,

A spark to warm, a glow to hinder.

The wind whispers secrets, the birds know the way,

He watches them closely, the break of the day.

With patience and skill, he tracks every sound,

Listening for answers that can be found.

His heart is steady, his mind sharp as a knife,

Each step he takes strengthens his life.

For in the wild, where survival’s the test,

The boy learns that strength comes from within his chest.

In the dance of the seasons, in silence and strife,

He thrives with the knowledge that he owns his life.