A Garden Escape

Just beyond my garden fence lies a country,
unexplored.
Just past my garden boundary 
sleeps a land of mist and more.
I peek above my garden parapet 
and gaze into the din,
And yearn to ensue 
an emprise welling from within.
As I pass the narrow compass of my garden, 
safe and sure,
I venture for the world beyond, 
And seek its Delphic allure.
And when I turn to see the path 
and the distance that I've come, 
I notice that my garden was not but an asylum overrun.