Lament of a Traveler

Lament of a Traveler So far ahead the shattered break With drifting light through limbs that ache So far behind left to hesitate On raven wings broke the key of dreams And so many footprints spent traceless Along sundown’s passage As they search in expectation of finding a different way To borrow for tomorrow an illusion for today Through petal fall and snow flake In frosts and floating leaves Did the parade of beauty gather to speak her mysteries While the dust of a traveler dozed and dreamed at day break Dawn’s greetings have echoed far from distant mountains Silent wind to brush the grass blades speaking Answering to the running shadows passing a dance through clouds I am the brethren of spears, a silvered splinter, I am a shaft of sun In footless halls the green march of trees begged the soles of shoes to wander And softly lingered there amidst their centuries Another time for the time where the weary may take rest Yet now there is no respite no admission more for the traveller The record of his strides and the crow’s feet of his eyes No longer hold witness to the smile of splendour he has seen in nature For all their nomadic predilections his feet will not begin And there on ravens wings broke the key of dreams So far behind the shattered break, so long ago when heart did not falter Open life to the open road and the beacon of another Never to say goodbye but fair them well, but fair them well And still, never to travel together Is it the reminder of years or the memories of tears The footsteps left without or the falling locks of her dusky hair The sweet soft reflection of her watery eyes The pale beauty haunting of his lover whispering in the star strune skies Never to say fair well but bid her goodbye And still, never to journey together In crimson dress for crimson lips as she returned to her dark sad bower And never, no never to journey with her