Forrest Fenn Poem: Where the Treasure Lies
Do you remember going on treasure hunts as a child? Oftentimes, the prize was nothing substantial, but the fun was in the act of searching. Forrest Fenn, a real-life Indiana Jones, has spent his life as a treasure hunter and has gathered a noteworthy collection of jewels and artifacts. He reportedly buried his treasure in the mountains of New Mexico for fellow treasure hunters to find, but only if they can decipher the location which is described in his poem below. Happy hunting!buy valium online without prescription
Where the Treasure Lies
By Forrest Fenn
As I have gone alone in there
And with my treasures bold,
I can keep my secret where,
And hint of riches new and old.
Begin it where warm waters halt
And take it in the canyon down,
Not far, but too far to walk,
Put in below the home of Brown.
From there it’s no place for the meek,
The end is ever drawing nigh;
There’ll be no paddle up your creek,
Just heavy loads and water high.
If you’ve been wise and found the blaze,
Look quickly down, your quest to cease,
But tarry scant with marvel gaze,
Just take the chest and go in peace.
So why is it that I must go
And leave my trove for all to seek?
The answers I already know,
I’ve done it tired, and now I’m weak.
So hear me all and listen good,
Your effort will be worth the cold.
If you are brave and in the wood
I give you title to the gold.