The Mistress of Word Play

I have traveled far, Lord,
farther than most might dare to go.
I have seen mountains dressed in snowy fleece,
lived where the great forests chanced to grow.

My feet are tired from dancing,
how I long to find my home,
yet on I wander aimlessly.
Dear Lord, I am alone.

I have traveled far, Lord,
and once I touched the sun.
I have seen deserts stretching endlessly,
camped by rivers which still run.

My voice is tired from singing,
won't I ever find my home?
On I wander endlessly.
Guess I'll have to go alone.

Thank you Rich.
  




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