I stumbled across this in a high school magazine left in a youth hostel in Maroochydore, Queensland in 1986, and have never seen another reference to it since.

I stumbled across this in a high school magazine left in a youth hostel in Maroochydore, Queensland in 1986, and have never seen another reference to it since. It's attribution was 'anonymous', and googling key lines bring up nothing. I've always liked it, and posting it here might give it some longevity beyond that of my hard drive. Running on the front line Leading the way to uncertainty. With the shadow of a dream to guide you, Following a gleaming ray Picked from another’s closed mind. Why will you lead the way while Others show no taste for adventure? Alone and self-exiled In the midst of a crowd Something not quite a thought flickers and is gone Leaving just enough to tell it came But not enough to remember. Somehow it is connected To what you don’t know But must find out. Go forward, relish the unusual, And question the normal. Push yourself always to the edge And the edge will move with you. A blur of consciousness, knowledge, Experience, prediction, guesses and lies The elusive unknown and The excitingly uncertain. - Anonymous