The Determined Traveler
(Dedicated to KEVIN SKINNER, TURF (the Human Knot)
and to all other individuals who don't have the means
but have the will)
I am not a horseman, I am not a sailor;
I don't have a penny, I often asked for favor.
I am an amateur who had not traveled far;
My only compass is the Northern Star.
I follow the star, I'm on a journey
Crossing desserts, the swamps, and prairies.
I heard the voices of the unbelieving;
For them the journey is not worth doing.
Lend me a flambeau for my vision is blurred;
I am headed to a place where no one has explored.
As soon as I'm back from my uncertain travel;
I shall bring you the good news and things to marvel.
The sting of ambition has pierced through my bones;
As I carefully picked on the pros and the cons.
For I'd never been as eager or determined than before;
Though the road maybe confronted with a sudden detour.
If the road that I follow may lead to nowhere,
I shall not compromise my dream to blips of despair.
In a dif'rent terrain I hoped not to fail;
I shall conquer the woods and establish my own trail.
The dogs that howled at my guiding star;
Signaling aggression as I heard from afar.
And the darkness that engulfed from here and to there
Could not deter the ambition of a determined traveler.
Date & Time of Writing:
June 19, 2012
2:18 p.m. - 4:05 p.m.
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