Wild! Wild! Wild! The Untamed splendour of simply – being…. Picture the meandering of a predator, the snake slithering its way out in the wild, with its flicking tongue, then like a missile, the sudden lunge to capture the Amazona. That bird which had been resting on the wild-flower, its wings aloft majestically surveying its domain, almost with disdain. The beauty of the wild flowers are a sight to behold, sprouting like a sea across uncultivated land, a land which is aflame with a wildfire, burning… Imagine the flames, flicking up, up, into the air, like the snakes tongue trying to reach to the sky. Meanwhile, it spreads, slowly, ever so slowly, creeping across the wild in all directions, engulfing it. The vista is totally, Untamed!!!