Purpose
How starts a great adventure
In some foreign land?
Is there fear of those that censure?
Is it sudden? Is it planned?
For there are many reasons
To tread on distant sand.
Is a man guilty of treason,
Fleeing from his crime?
Does he wish for a season
Some place else to while his time?
Does he go there for a purpose,
Some mountain there to climb?
Does he travel to expose
Those mysteries long lost,
To feel beneath his toes
The bounce of untouched moss?
Into the world we go, unyielding, unafraid,
That we some victory may know
When at last the journey’s made.