with mischievous smile and painted skin, if ever man should fly it would be him. the world a ground for wanderlust (no place could keep him in) has bid goodbye while up he climbs on quest to clear his mind. Africa, Andromeda mountain peak to star; no limits of time or place too far. ‘ere he leaves this Earth, before we all, one rock will surely call. atop its peak he’ll stop to rest Everest, Sam, ever rest.