POEM OF THE DAY
May 2
Travel deep, travel high, or far away,
everything you seek you find when you stay.
See green, see blue, see the sky painted,
nothing so beautiful as the land I am already acquainted.
Lands that elicit joy, and lands of special reverence,
home, where the weary soul exercises welcome deference.
Travel deep, travel high, or far away,
everything you seek you find when you stay.
See green, see blue, see the sky painted,
nothing so beautiful as the land I am already acquainted.
Lands that elicit joy, and lands of special reverence,
home, where the weary soul exercises welcome deference.