Spirit of adventure

"The world is not in your books and maps, it's out there," - Gandalf the Gray

 

Truely distant lands call

sirens sing of glory over yonder

spoken mythologies beckon hungry feet

no longer contented with familar trees and emerald knolls

the void of mystery smiles

unknown perils

unfound pleasures

excitement

detriment

adventure's hand is outstretched

imagination captured by beasts of the deep

no longer a passive body listening to tales

but one that now tells the stories that live on in time and memorial

Oh that stagnation of life be far and away

let the winds of the east greet a longing soul

let the spices of foreign realms delight the senses

let the constellations speak truths of the past.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Ms claws]

THIS IS ALL LIES..................

[Dave W.]

Why do you say that?

[Ms claws]

@DaveW. I tried to talk to you. I know your work schedule. But all I got was dead airspace. I believed S.M. created you from a dead account.

[Dave W.]

Im sorry to disappear like that, I work Mon-Fri, 10 pm to 6 am

[Ms claws]

@ Dave W. Wow. I had one glass of wine yesterday but I didn't eat all day so it really did a job on me. I think I said some really awful things to Davidgeo. I am terribly sorry.