I linger here
With the sun
My fading friend
As the cool night advances
I am clear and light
As the rarefied air
This is what I live for
Finding a new path
To a beautiful place
Rarely visited before
But I live too
For the well-worn trail
The short, easy hike
To a well-known vista
Of no small beauty
Let the world
Fall away
Lose my ground
And a mighty tumult
Become I
And I am never sure
Which outcome I prefer
A mystery revealed
Or mystery secure
But I am drawn
Inexorably
To those of mystery
Promising adventure
Challenge
And discovery
I prefer quests of query
Over sorties of attainment
No where
No how
Nein
No
Nyet
I have never
Accomplished anything
While listening
To that particular voice
There is
Always
Another
Way
Before my eyes
Where nothing is
Just what it seems
Since what it seems
Is in my mind
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