Tao Xenon

Explorers Lament

I sit before you, a Quiet Man, secure in my standing and rich in my experience.
I drink my stout, both sweet and bitter, while telling tales of the Great Unknown.
I am an explorer.

All the while, I watch your eyes, The Questions, The Longing, The Hunger for more.
My eyes drift from your anticipating gaze, towards the door. It opens suddenly.
I am an Explorer.

Before the door shuts, I catch a glimpse of what lays beyond. The Mystery. The Paradox.
It has begun. A whisper. A sound so soft, sip by sip of my strong stout, it demands more and more.
I am an EXPLORER !

I can't take it, the blaring demand, The consuming NEED. A Desire So agonizing. I toss my stout to the table,
I crash thru the room and smash thru the door! I must, I must! I Scream.
Into the GREAT UNKNOWN!

As I leave, I see your bewildered eyes. But it is too late, it has already begun,
You too will be a Quiet Man.