Discovery

Upon the hills I do roam,
claiming nothing as my home

For I am a wanderer, tales I tell,
I oft consume too much ale

Within the towns I do roam,
claiming nothing as my home

In yonder town came a woman fair,
long golden locks, her crown of hair

Upon the plains I do roam,
claiming nothing as my home

Without a whisper, without a sound,
I soon discovered what was lost was found

Through the tunnels I do roam,
claiming nothing as my home

She bid me come to her, so I did part,
Surprised, I discovered she touched my heart

Among the rivers I do roam,
claiming nothing as my home

To touch, to feel, to see, to hear,
I find I now hold something dear

Upon the lands I do roam,
I ask myself, do I wish for a home?

AEM - 1998

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