The novice trails.

On the Novice trails you'll find and seek, Where the treasures of mind most leak,
Into the thoughts unsaid and done,  beyond the mountains holding sun

NOTE the values of a place, for not all treasures belong to grace, 
some and inside the moment born, and feet that travels soles are worn

May the light of glory shine upon the waking souls divine,
And rest the weary head wherewithal,  the grandest speech then to enthrall

For not all spoken words shall last, and moments now shall come to past
And in that notion of emmortal  things, such enlightened, offerings

The richest minds don't ever glance,  but take each note there as a chance 
To travel rightly we must quest
In all of virtue in our chest,

The heart of every word begun
Never shaded by the sun, but shimmers on the mountain side, and lives on well ,
Once they've died.