On my drive to work, I pass a wildlife area. Occasionally, some of the animals will be feeding near the highway. I am not sure if this is a full blooded Zebra or not, but I think he’s pretty handsome either way.
We don’t usually associate “wild things” with fences. That sounds a bit contradictory but then again, it makes perfect sense.
As I reflected on our freedom this week, I think we are a bit like these “wild things” in that we are free to express ourselves and retain our free spirit, but within the boundaries set by law and mutual respect for each other. We are indeed fortunate to live in such a country! I wonder if these “wild things” consider themselves as lucky?