The Traveler

The traveler leaves
Never to return
But always on time
Lost in the maze of time
Haggard as a vagrant
Trivial in disregard
And soft he calls
Magic like the wind
Whistling through heather
Dusty on the road
Complicating travel
Collecting companions
To plot the way ahead
And light the way behind
Constant as a dream
Finding strength in spades
Multiplying by numbers
Maintaining solitude
For the long journey.

Sam