I wander like the mind of man,
Present not in the time or place in which he exists

I wander like the fallen leaf,
Sailing the river without resistance,
Bound to it’s eternal current

I wander in my sleep to the strangest of places,
Far beyond the extended arm of my imagination,
And no less so when I am awake

But no matter how far I wander,
I am still right here,
The only place I have ever been