On my first call to ingratiate myself with the poets

As morning's veil did lift its gentle hand
On my first call to ingratiate with the land
I fathered that night to dawn's early stand
And hit the roadway, where my journey's plan
Did unfold like a map, with twists and turns so grand
If I remember well, Kachikau did wave his hand
H hazily, with a wry grin, a gesture so bland
I paused for a moment, twiddling thumbs of my hand
Chaffed by the wind, my heart did take its stand
I looked at this dehydrated home village of mine
Eyes bursting with pathos, a tale so divine
In some odd sense, that distorted moment did shine
A light enough to fool the mind, a beacon so fine
I felt my heart beat increase with the intensity of light
Like selenium, a spark that ignited the night
I looked again at this parched home village of mine
Even raddled grass blades, a beauty so divine

The sun did rise, a fiery ball of gold
As I walked on, my footsteps did unfold
A story of longing, of dreams yet untold
Of a heart that beats, with a spirit so bold
The wind did whisper secrets, of a world so wide
As I walked on, my soul did start to glide
Through fields of green, where wildflowers did sway
And the scent of blooming lavender did fill the day
I felt the warmth of the sun, on my skin so fair
As I walked on, without a care
The world did seem so vast, so full of wonder and might
As I walked on, into the light of day and night

The stars did twinkle, like diamonds in the sky
As I walked on, with a heart that did not deny
The beauty of the world, the wonder of the sight
As I walked on, into the darkness of the night
The moon did glow, a silver crescent shape
As I walked on, with a heart that did not escape
The magic of the world, the mystery of the night
As I walked on, into the light of day and nigh