The Wonder of Wandering

“Not all those who wander are lost”  
                                JRR Tolkien  
 
The Wonder of Wandering  
 
There are  
which ways twist  
and wind  
fork or even fade away  
the kind  
that lead nowhere  
at least nowhere  
today  
 
Some paths  
are laid out well  
signed in map  
and hiked  
from fern to fell  
 
O’er bridges o’er styles  
walked a million men  
for every mile  
and women too  
amongst the masses  
clamber o’er  
mountain passes  
March the track  
from A to B  
Seeing all  
they thought they’d see  
 
Others tread each step anew  
Meandering through  
aimlessly  
Wandering famously  
not caring where to  
 
who knows  
what you might see  
where you might be  
when you get a little lost  
and find yourself free