Prepared for the journey I take up my pack,
with map at the ready there's no turning back
I step out the door leaving A bound for B
and promptly get lost arriving at C
Consulting my map, a stream marks the way,
but I find a wild river swollen from rain
Unable to cross, I set out for D,
the map showing now a gnarled old tree
Instead of a tree I find an old man
who laughs at my efforts and the thought of a plan
He offers a clue to help guide my way,
to arrive safely at B before the end of the day
"Forget what you seek and journey unbound,
for what you are seeking can never be found!
What you call B is not a thing to behold,
more common than dirt more precious than gold!
Turn around and go back but not to a place,
arrive nowhere to find the end of your race!"
I set off at a run from this crazy old coot
B must be out there, I just need a new route.