Landscape of Years presents uneven ground;
among the pits and crags bright treasure lies.
But it is rare and and far more rarely found.
And found not long before the brightness dies.
Alone without a guide, we mostly go.
Distractions come with every darkened bend.
Betraying plans we make before we know
where any such digressions come to end.
I knew so little when my walk was new.
I learned so slowly as I went along.
So willful and undisciplined, it's true.
So many times my choices turned out wrong.
The means by which at last I came this far,
I kept my eye upon your constant star.
among the pits and crags bright treasure lies.
But it is rare and and far more rarely found.
And found not long before the brightness dies.
Alone without a guide, we mostly go.
Distractions come with every darkened bend.
Betraying plans we make before we know
where any such digressions come to end.
I knew so little when my walk was new.
I learned so slowly as I went along.
So willful and undisciplined, it's true.
So many times my choices turned out wrong.
The means by which at last I came this far,
I kept my eye upon your constant star.
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