This is a Haiku I wrote about my desire to go panning for gold, to find something valuable.

I could never learn speed reading, but one thing I could do was to live in my mind that which I read. I suppose in some way, all do that, but it made deep impressions upon my mind, upon my soul. I picked information out of tidbits of narratives of others. Later these nuggets were tested and became mine or were discarded. As a reader, as a writer, the question of “Where Have I Been?” brings to mind the local, the other states, other countries, continents and finally the universe. Time and space are of no consequence, nor a limitation. If an author can write it, I can in my mind live it as if I were there. That is where I have been.

One of my personal rock hounding adventures, in search of gold in the foothills of the green mountains of Vermont.