Shall I walk the unchartered road
Down where no one has been
Through webs and dew, entwined
Christened by their touch on the way
To discover what lies beyond
Maybe an end, maybe further on
Could be a fantastic sight, or a rolling meadow
Standing here I will not know
My sight shall be limited to the tree
The bush in bloom, the safety of here known
Yet out beyond I push myself to see
A possibility upon the horizon
Come let us join in what may be
The wonder of the day in adventure