to wild wind I cast myself
and on the breeze suspend me
to wit I drift across the globe
a wand’ring soul I’ll ever be
send to me the farthest reaches
this great blue ball can muster
striding t’wards the end of time
with pomp and regal fluster
I seek to be all I can be
and yet be better still
and seek out all I dare to be
and end up where I will
So sing to me on baited breath
the wind swept through my hair
seek me where adventure lies
I’ll be not here but there
Daniel Clarke
Dedicated, Analytic, Professional
