The Traveler

by Gene, Aquarius - Not entered

Borne upon the winds of life
He travels through the ages.
Seeing the happiness and strife
Of life in all it's stages.

Swept across the seas of time
On his eternal voyage.
He sees man rise from out the slime
Upon the land to forage.

Knowing not what task he's set
But that it must be done
He travels 'cross the times of yet
And sees the dying sun.

Gene Wiginton
1982

Reason for writing:

    I can't really say for sure what inspired this one. I was
riding my motorcycle one day and it just sort of happened!
To me it just comments on the mysteries of life.
Gene    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1996-09-24 22:36:21
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:39:01
Poem ID: 45659

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