The Wandering Traveller

Who art the Oh Traveller ?
Where dost Thee go ?
I know not my name, I know not where to go
I wander aimlessely wherever the light leadest me to.

Who art thy companion oh Traveller ?
When dost thee Rest ?
I know of no companion save He who fills air into my breath
I know not of rest and work - only the weight of my existence

What is thy language, Oh Traveller ?
What songs dost thee sing ?
I know of no language, save that which trancends Mankind
I sing not of any songs, save the glory of my eternal companion