Traipsing through the valleys,
Not knowing the way.
Looking through the mountains,
Searching for a bay.
Forgetting your worries,
Time has no hurries.
Regrets are to be buried,
The snow there has flurried.
Wandering through the cliffs,
Nobody there to hear your sniffs.
Trying to escape your mind,
Nature there is nothing but kind.
Escape this world for now,
Try to explain how,
What you need is important,
Let your heart be the informant.
The temperature may be cold,
In a mysterious way, things may unfold.
In a compartment of your thoughts.
Originality will be brought.
When your mind gets cleared,
Nothing much is feared.
Your heart won\'t be burdened.
Your happiness will be awakened.
Walk alone, you will learn,
Everything will have its turn.
A week or a month,
Your hatred will be burnt.
Your thoughts cannot be touched,
You don\'t have to be rushed.
Take your time, but please be fine,
Your thoughts will eventually come in a line.
Look through the mountains,
Full of joy, there are fountains.
Until you are certain,
You\'re your heart\'s captain.
In your sweet, little heart,
There has been a depart,
Your thoughts are like an art,
They have done their part.
In my heart, I have a feeling,
One I know I won\'t be forgoing.
It tells me to be careful,
Of people when I get back.
-InsanelyHilarious