You may look for yourself at paths on mountains
in caves and mines of metallic ore,
in landscapes with plants of colored fountains
where wave and fog meet foam at the shore.
In world you seek, new leads to find,
all places to follow and people to meet
in culture and speaking with human minds
you find golden thoughts, so tender and sweet.
In buildings of old, rebuilt as new,
you find every text ever written in time,
of all you will read may only a few
give you the feeling of seldom sublime.
Then tired of walking and searching for new,
you need to sit down and give yourself rest
and then it will happen, for only a few
you feel this sensation inside of your chest.
You breathe the feelings, no more can they hide,
ideas that come as lightning in sand
as truth in the glass, it shines from inside
you found yourself, and you are grand.