WANDERLUST

He left his home of Logic, Law and Reason To follow after dreams and phantom guesses. He left unreaped his fields at harvest season To wade wild streams and gather water cresses He left his barns abundant with his labour To pick haphazard berries from the byway, Forsaking weary friend and mundane neighbour To converse with wayfarers on the highway. He left his learned books all bound in leather To listen to the titmice in the thicket, He took for cap and cloak the seasons’ weather And chose for teacher Nature and the cricket. He raised the latch and left the cage door swinging And bade the linnet live in fairer weather, Then, man and bird, they left the cottage singing And out into the world they went together.

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