To live outside oneself,
The chance to observe what others might do,
While you maintain your stealth,
There then arises opportunities,
Too many to take in,
Don't try to paint the world in your image,
'Stead, traverse the paths others others are raking,
Then you can keep your eyes peeled for a chance,
Of spying something new,
A thing through the trees of great awesomeness,
Made 'specially for you.
Thanks to patience,
And that yourself you know,
Now you can blaze a trail no one foresaw,
That they will follow with their rakes in tow.