Fields Unknown

While wandering in fields unknown,
there’s much to learn from what has grown.
To so many places I have flown
and found myself not quite alone.
‘Tis then I know it all is real;
these learning that I sometimes feel
and on my dreams they place a seal
that validates all that I feel.

About a foolhardy florilegium

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