I am a wanderer
my thoughts enter a warp zone
of its own;
a vagabond in distress
trying to search
the meaning of its existence.

I am a wanderer
my heart straggle its way
to a place called nowhere;
yet everywhere there seems I
seeking for dreams
to come true.

I am a wanderer
my soul soaring high
then plummeting beyond;
my tattered little life
that which I am trying to believe
a perfect story to be told is not.

I am a wanderer
my spirit always confronting
the challenges of the universe,
the pretty yet vague masterpiece
of the unknown source
that same energy that carries
my wandering thought
my wandering heart
my wandering soul
my wandering spirit
to rest and find peace
in the nave of my very own being
I.