… and ever on the wanderer toils

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… and ever on the wanderer toils

to collect the wind-blown mighty spoils

From whence he came

to where he travels

he cannot answer

for his echo, unanswered

He watches with an unfeigned smile

his eyes a-twinkling

his heart on fire

He is the keystone

between light and dark

reading the script

to be the guide and to hark

… and ever on the wanderer roams

to collect the vestiges of broken souls

To sing, dance and fly

are his only wishes

but Earth-bound mortal

his solitude immortal

He speaks of the silent crashing waves

with his spirit and life

with his peaceful malaise

He is the leaf

‘pon which the dusts settle

for his rain of love

gives our rust its mettle

… and ever on the wanderer dreams

to collect the ticket for his own release