I made my way through the door, through the garden, out onto the street, and into the universe, where I saw all of the marvels this life has to offer.

Walked on sunny beaches where the sea-breeze always blows, and in quiet meadows where carnations always grow.

Danced upon the milky glances of a waning moon, wrapped myself in the dawning sun’s embrace, watched the Earth until the quiet afternoon.

Laid for countless nights with girls I know I loved too much, and spent hours peering into mirrors, with reflections anxious fingers long to touch.

Sighed in places where joints were worn frictionless by years of bliss, and one soul found another in the press of a lover’s kiss.

Wept in lonely places where people walk with heavy feet; the saddest places where two loving hands may never meet.

Learned in places where the answer and the question were one and the same; where knowledge shines, and the deepest problem is but a game.

Whispered in the ear that first heard the songbird sing, and picked flowers in the grove where ground was first touched with spring.

Spent a millennium worth of carefree strolls in the places where the thunder rolls, and beheld the hand that carefully forks the lightning.

Saw things no other man has ever seen, all at once beautiful and frightening, where the bell of eternity tolls.

Painted in galleries where no beautiful thing is taboo, and where every sorrow is a burden shared by two.

And I returned.

Returned because I remembered you.