Wild things

Looking around I noticed a "moment" was happening. It was nothing I'd engineered. Every single one of the wild things were sat. Still and quiet. Some alone, some in little groups. Looking, listening, soaking it all in. 

Inside all of us is HOPE.
Inside all of us is FEAR.
Inside all of us is ADVENTURE.
Inside all of us is A WILD THING.
 (where the wild things are)