Where does the wanderer go when his dream is fulfilled?
Does he go on another arduous path, full of loss and strife?
Does he settle in, feeling lost now his purpose has met its end?
I’d like to believe
That our wanderer, weary from battle
Finally takes the time to see himself.
Meeting with past friends,
Mourning the losses he never had time to accept.
I’d like to believe
That he listens to his heart
Dances with his demons,
And finds what he truly enjoys.