Far Quests

Excerpt from Far Quests

From the vaults of death like a chilling breath Over eternity.

It calls me and ever calls me! And vainly I reply, Fools only ride where the ways divide What Is from the Whence and Why! I'm lifted into the saddle Of thoughts too strong to tame And down the deeps and over the steeps I find ever the Same.

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