He walks in fields thick with flowers,
And on narrow paths at rocky heights.
Between trees that rise like holy towers,
And block out Sunna's radiant lights.
He wades through a shallow flowing stream,
And swims across cold lakes too deep.
Travels by waterfalls as beautiful as a dream,
And under stars that shine brightly he sleeps.
He travels through lands that are still pristine,
And to places that others seldom seek to fare,
To reach a location no one has ever seen,
A place of which only the Gods are aware.
- Glenn Bergen, Copyright, 2012.
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