#For I had gone a hunter through the world

For me had gone a hunter
Through the world,

For me had my tents set
In every land,
For me had planted seeds of poetic flights
And happiness,
To make them real big,
Like trees,
Reaching up to the skies
East West alike,
Like songs,
Like music,
Like pictures,
Like dreams fantastic,
Like Fancy,

me lives,
Yes
me lives
In leaves...
And me departs oft,
And me drops,
Like feathers soft...

(Note: # a line quoted, from Love-lyrics and Songs of Proteus, )