Traveler

In the world of desire

Travelers never tire

Accessing a hidden archive

Full of memories, to thrive

Maps point to the future 

Won’t make it come sooner

Travelers who stop to rest 

Blessed with renewed zest

Move on, with even less

Paths open, if no excess

Light as hair, and fingernails 

Awareness buffets an inner sail

Traveling across the seven seas

Collecting the last set of keys 

Back to what we call ordinary 

Such a traveler, a luminary