The Wanderer

The sun, its beats down upon me
Like the weight of my heavy burden
The wind, it blows ever so softly
Following where ever I go
off the beaten path, into the unknown
Through the endless plains
And the towering forests I will go
To the beasts of the wild
Into the caves of lore long forgotten
Here I am, traveling to the ends of the world
So many questions, not enough answers
My burden grows ever so heavy
A wanderer in search of purpose
Nothing more am I
My souls calls out to the sea
A vassal of life
Yet so unfulfilling
Yet again I grow restless
Maybe it is my purpose
To float with the wind
And wonder the world
Fathering the lore of time to come
My burden feels lighter now