Many Freely Wander

Many Freely Wander

Many freely wander
So far away from home,
Beyond the sea that edges the map
And all its blue-green foam.
Avalanches that are caused
By just the lightest sound,
Could leave the weary wanderers
Pinned hard onto the ground.
They will not believe it
When their wandering days are through
So they will remain afloat
Upon the ocean blue.
They may see the heavens fall
Or snowflakes that can burn
But heed my warning strangers,
Not all wanderers return.