Where the world's edges meet!

In my heart wanderlust resides,
Beyond the boundary of earthly tides,
My soul takes flight on nature's wings,
Soaring above the pain that life brings!

I walk amidst the forests,
which are vividly deep and green!
I see the sunlight filters
through the world unseen;
Only the wanderer finds
the subtle tranquility and peace,
As worldly sorrows gently cease!

I listen to the mountain's call,
raise above the ground so far
And sing them sharp and clear!
I see the peaks like prophets,
standing still; old and wise,
Pointing the way to clearer skies.

The river's songs, are a sweet melody,
they flows past the rocks
smoothly and so effortlessly!
It whispers of the subtle path to take,
Where burdens lift and spirits wake!

The ocean's vast canvass are wide,
I witness the wave's crash,
by which the old and curse has died!
And here is the place of triumph,
where I see a new day's birth,
A chance to wander and new worth!

In each leaf, and star, and stone,
a story is going far from our own!
As a reminder of grand design,
Where my woes dare not confine!

So let my wanderlust ignite,
A blooming flame
that burns away the night!
And in the dawn of sorrow,
I find solace which are sweet!
I sing for that celestial place;
Where the world's edges meet!

With💙
©chrysanthemum

[This image is an AI creation which tries to capture the essence of wanderlust, depicting a soul taking flight on nature's wings, soaring above the pain of life, amidst deep green forests, sharp clear mountain peaks, a melodious river, a vast ocean, and celestial elements like leaves, stars, and stones, all embodying the grand design and the lifting of burdens.]

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It's interesting how you play with the low-frequency vibrations of pain, sorrow, and burden and infuse, aka entangle, these elements with nature's vast bouquet.

Sometimes it is necessary to see the world out there beyond what we know. This can be a physical space but as your poem also suggests, it can be something that is much greater and divine.

So let my wanderlust ignite,
A blooming flame
that burns away the night!