Journeyman

I traversed lonesome grassy lands,

and the forests in between,

and clambered atop mountains tall,

past the gushing streams.

In all seasons at all times

all barriers have i wended,

into abyssmal hideous creeks,

for answers have i fended.

Tip-toeing past the virgin dew,

under the morning calm,

where nature bestowed pleasant thrills

and unpleasant charms.

Replete has been the journey,

with totality i surmise,

yet i crave an enchanted moon,

or a reassuring sunrise.