I wandered, guided by the Doctor's essence,
In search of geocache, tales of timeless presence.
Through realms unbounded, whispers in the air,
A hidden treasure, a puzzle to ensnare.
With red hues, the portal silently revealed,
Nature's whispers guided, their secrets concealed.
In dappled glades, beneath mossy shroud,
I discovered the geocache, stories avowed.
A prize not of riches, but wonders untold,
Within its confines, Doctor's tales unfold.
As I roamed, no longer solitary as a cloud,
In Wordsworth's spirit, with the Doctor avowed.