I will let the world become my desk,
my cubicle the sea and empty sky,
to look out to the world without a mask
and gaze on wonder with unfettered eye.
I will find a space for where, and why,
and whether, outside these feeble walls
and take myself to where the answers lie
inside of greater, deeper, wider halls.
For surely, love is here for those who seek
in the unending world. It could not be
that those who seek and see could never find.
And so the world gives comfort to the weak,
to wrap them in the warmth of earth and sea,
and sends a healing wonder to the mind.