Wonderful are the wonders
by Eva McLelland
Of this mystic, wonderful world.
For me, as I wander,
Endless beauty is unfurled.
In all of its grandiloquence
(sans indefinite exploration),
Myriad sites of great creation
Stand unviewed among the crowd--
Albeit sought, success but naught.
Weep not that you've missed the best
(east to east, or west to west)--
'Tis only that when you return,
More esoteric, you'll discern
Difference in the chaff and grain--
To ne'er more need come back again.