There once was a man
Pathfinder, he was called
Like him, there was none
Dating back to days of old

He wandered the village
Trudged each day with all his might
Witnessed the plunder and pillage
That took many like him overnight

But he walked on and on
Frame bold as the noonday sun
Feet intimate with stone and bone
Mind sharp as the hammer of the gun

This kind of resilience was praised
Only when if it did pay off
It was rare like the dead being raised
Or the president being laid off

And so Pathfinder, he did attract
More for his heart than for his purse
Flocks of ladies sought his contact
This was his blessing and his curse

Because in due time, our dear buddy
Smitten by one of the village belles
Awoke with his judgement rather muddy
After he’d dreamt of wedding bells

Pathfinder asked the dame to tag along
For a great expedition indeed lay ahead
He was glad she didn’t think too long
Her “yes” had him blushing pink and red

He grabbed his load, smiled at blue skies
And they were off to the great adventure
Their bellies danced from the butterflies
BUT
To him without wisdom, do not add venture

For in due time, our traveling couple
Stood still where the road had forked
The paths to take were now a couple
And after a silence, his belle, she talked

“Pathfinder, my love, which do we take?
You told me one leads us to the lake…”
For the trekking had left her with an ache
She longed to rest at the sunny beach deck

Pathfinder stood motionless and mute
As his lady gently requested for attention
His now-confused mind tried to compute
But it brought about nothing but tension

“Pathfinder, you man, which do we take?
You told me one leads us to the lake..?”
By now, she’d had it up-to her neck
And calmness, she could no-longer fake

“I do not know what path to follow
I do not know what road to take
Inside, I am empty and hollow
I think this was all a mistake…

Oh, village belle,

…Return at once to your father
And forget me like a bad dream
For I was never the Pathfinder
I, too, am searching for Him”

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