Song of Wanderlust

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If e'er the lust for wandering does settle in your bones

For sights of nature's beauty or for long forgotten thrones

To walk the fields of battle where the past has settled stones

Or light the torch of undiscovered paths in the unknown

Recall the tale of Wanderlust, whose captain had no name

That sailed the ocean far and wide for fortune and for fame

Recall the tale of Wanderlust, whose mighty sails were tamed

That sailed the ocean side to side but fortune never came

She sailed through storms of snow and hail and never lost her course

She ne'er did founder, list, nor heel beneath a wind or force

True beneath the moon of Neith, she sailed and sailed some more

Until the day she finally found the barren Nerzok shore

Her captain left his Wanderlust to build upon the land

The treasure he was seeking all along with his own hands

And from this dream he dreamed for many years beyond the sand

He finally knew the finish for the road his whole life spanned

And so it goes we treasure now the wonder he began

And Wanderlust is naught but bones that ne'er did sail again