Wander

In lands unknown, where wild winds blow,
There walk the wanderers, high and low.
Lost, you say? Nay, they are free,
Exploring realms for all to see.

Not bound by path or beaten track,
They find their way, there and back.
Their hearts are guided by the stars,
Their spirits unbound by earthly bars.

In every journey, wisdom found,
In every silence, there is sound.
In every twilight's soft repose,
A new dawn inevitably grows.

So let them wander, let them roam,
For every path could lead to home.
And know this truth, though it seems odd,
Not all those who wander are lost.