So far seemed that distant star.
So high that highest peak.
I had never thought to come so far,
This place seemed much too bleak.
But now I stand on this highest of lands,
Gazing off to provinces unknown,
And whereas it all seemed in my hands,
Now I long for bed and home.
But long I have yet to travel here,
Before I find food and rest,
And when that time has gathered near,
I shall seek that distant crest.
My journey here will never end,
I shall witness era's and ages,
Exploring still that secret bend,
And keep turning these pages.