What lives inside my busy brain is far from France, the hills of Spain,
the Rio Grande, or the coast of Ireland, and yet almost
each single time I step inside, I see my thoughts roam far and wide,
as though the moment they begin, they light a universe within,
a place nobody else can sense, and yet it’s palpable, immense
and potent as no state on earth; this is my place of greatest worth.
If in your mind you travel, too, I hope the countries that are You
are equally enchanting, wide, and vivid, and that there inside
you find as you grow older, more great places that you can explore—
and if in old age we forget all else, we’ll have one journey yet
to places fond not left behind, the inner reaches of the mind.