A Trav’ler lost inside a world
Wants only love to be unfurled
Two roads diverge, both cloaked in mist
The one not chosen will be missed

A Trav’ler wanders ‘round the mews
Wants peace of mind, gets morning news
So many voices lacking tact
And telling that which is not fact

A Trav’ler's heart is filled to burst
And mind a maze of twists and turns
Now etches life onto a page
Black ink replaces blood today

A Trav’ler weaves yarn through the loom
And knows the thread leads to a doom
But trav’lling just to move through skein
Seems pointless and, oh so mundane

When trav’lling is all that you know
It can be hard to stop and think
Oh what is all this trav’lling for?
A Trav’ler shrugs, but dreams of more, to soar