With the world at my feet
And my thoughts behind me.
I part ways with life, and a dream
Beyond my reach
And take to the open road.
The winding gravel,
Twists my own imagination,
And leads to where ever I wish to roam.
For fortune, I have no desire
I alone am desire.
All a wanderer needs
Is the road,
And the stars to shield him at night.
To where ever fate holds favor
Is beyond me.
I welcome with a complex mind
The events which are yet to come.
My mind, peaked with curiosity
Overlaps and shrouds my own doubts.
For I alone, the father of my own creation
And the master of my own defeat.
And the kind stranger who says Hello
Is a parting friend who says Goodbye.