The Quest In

Beyond the fog, and through the rain,

There thrives a land, a world untame.

A breath of life to rouse the leaves,

To┬áprance to wind’s sweet melodies.

A single footprint would taint this ground,

Here all is perfect; all is sound.

It’s not a beach, it’s not a mountain

Not a public park or flowing fountain.

This is your imagination.

It’s what you want; it’s your creation.

In every person a kingdom exists.

It’s a place to escape, a world of bliss.

With a collection of dreams, hope and reality,

A mind holds the gift of individuality.

Now, shed your cloak and claim your throne.

Explore yourself, a world of your own.

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