Travelers will tell good tales
Of a person wings shining like sails
He will show you the best spots
From the chilling cold of frost
To cool oasis and rest plots
Should you find yourself hurt
Desperately in need of some mirth
He will arrive eyes hidden away
He will stay with you for a while
Walking each and every mile
But when you come upon a town
He has disappeared nowhere to be found
Travelers will tell good tales
Of a person wings shining like sails
However it’s said that those
Who seek to destroy and claim
Beauty of the land and planes
By his hand they will be driven insane
For if you take someone’s home
destroying leaving it for no one to claim
Shall see deep into your veins
His words sweet guiding travelers
Sting and burn like the light
Their meanings harsh and deep
Travelers will tell good tales
Of a person wings shining like sails
A kind soul filled with mirth
The one who wanders the earth