I wandered far and wondered how far I had wandered, wondering
The sun was setting and I was set on hearing the last bird sing
I traipsed for miles across the horizon that I had previously seen
Wondering as I wandered, aimlessly in the half light of my dream

Water flowed in a wispy-washy way as I trod and stumbled cautiously
Wondering how far I had gone and how far I had come…

-Jon Coe