for my very adventurous friend.
Not all those who wander are lost, my friend.
The world is huge, and yet it is so small,
If you take your first step, turn ’round the bend.
Feel the drizzle of Spring, smell leaves in Fall,
Splash water, frolic before Summer ends,
Rejoice at Wintry chill from mountains tall;
Meet new friends, welcome the good and the kind,
Let trust gift you what you set out to find.
[an ottava rima]
“Not all those who wander are lost,” said J. R. R. Tolkien
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photo courtesy of bernard, taken in waitomo, new zealand.