The Traveler

One day I met a traveler, worn by time and wind. I recognized him as we passed and said, "Where have you been?" He answered quick and lively. His fiery eyes were kind and I guessed he sustained life without pain from the energy in his mind. I said, "I know you somehow." He smiled and said, "You do. I've been to many lands you've always wished you knew. I've sailed on ships of silver but you were never there. The reason is a mystery why you would never dare. You see, I am your brother-- the other side of tears. Your Peter Pan of Neverland. All your hopes and fears. You see my every memory, in daydreams that I bring. I'm your bird of happiness, forever on the wing. by Lisa (Teel) Rodriguez 1976