Not All Who Wander Are Lost
From
To The Scarf
Not all who wander are lost, but those who live in a spot might just be.
Stoic, unable to experience the little joys of life,
Immobile, like a statue the world passes by,
Oblivious to the beauties of Mother Earth,
Only knowing what is, and not what can be,
Forgetting that life is not a destination, but a journey.
Not all who wander are lost
But only the great journeyers can say; Veni, Vini, Amavi
As only they have experienced the wonders of the earth.
Artist
Four