Walking Wild

Walking wild beneath The Green
so many worlds I now have seen.
I’ve flown with Dragon run with trees;
I’ve seen their peril, felt their ease.
Within those worlds where I have walked
and in the talking I have talked
are concepts I don’t understand
but I know all these things were planned
to keep me on an even keel
toward the future that I feel.
I know the heartbeat of what’s here
although the meaning’s still unclear.
The Truth will out and it will be
the very thing that sets us free.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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