How To Find A Distant Land? Poem by michael Guillory

Oh where does the sun set? Where is the end of the rainbow? And where of all things is a magic land? It matters not to me to what land or world I go.
Just take me to a place of glory and fame. where I will find adventures of all sorts. To have this pleasure which I covet so would be more than gold. Oh but where does or an opening to a distant world lay?
Will it be tomorrow, a week, or years and years till I find you? No you say, then tell me where do I go? You tell me just dream and all will come to me. Oh how meaningless have I searched when it was all in my head.