I travel over high mountains
through deep valleys and forests
crossing great rivers
in search of knowledge of the gods
from far beyond place and time
i hear a whispering wind,
it teels me to strive on
through the horizon of my thoughts
I am the mindtraveller
my quest is man's destiny
teach me secret holy spells
and the wisdom of the elderly
gazing into my mind
entering my soul.
is there not a secret to unfold.
(here i have advices to be told)
I am the mindtraveller
seeking wisdom of yore
I am the mindexplorer
striving to know so much more
spirits of history fill my soul
with divine old words
i am on the right track
out of the haze i'll emerge
I reach unknown croners
in the back of my mind
never been here before
still i recognise it all.
i hear the whispering voices
clearly all around me,
echoing in the valley
where magic intellect dwells
Finally i can see the blind
not knowing why they exists,
i hear laments of nature,
where led the path we missed?

Autor: Falconer