The Traveller 2

The Traveller 2

I have travelled from my baby's cradle
to watch the moon tattoo on your face;
but I keep on moving in circles,
the world formed into a ruthless labyrinth
of all that I seek but would never find.

I have felt the ground swell around me,
trees rocked by the helm of my dress,
I jumped when the sky came too close,
or at the sudden disappearance of the sun,
I did not find you in any of these things.

yet I promise to persevere in searching
though I may not find all that I seek;
if you should see me stride across the earth,
my ageing hands lifted to carry the air,
Then know that this is all my call.