I have travelled wide and well,
In the forests I have dwelled;
Often lost and feeling unwell,
Yet beauty I have unravelled.
I claim not to have been anywhere first,
The adventurers describe the beauty;
Nor will I ever be the last,
And that is part of my duty.
I stumble upon a friend at times,
And I tell him what I have seen;
I struggle describing all the regimes,
In which I have lived and been!
I fumble and fail with words,
And seem incredulous to him;
I realize the folly afterwards,
And give my efforts a trim.
The travels in my Mindscape,
Can’t be felt by a friend;
He has his own escape,
With travels to share and comprehend.
I could hope to guide him sometimes,
As i have so often been.
We need all the guidance,
To explore our worlds unseen.