A wayfarer’s nudge is incessant.
Every need is soothed by a path that is mostly unknown.
The road is their sanctuary, unneeding of answers.
Perhaps proverbial, there is a calling they must meet.
With feet as their guide, they set on the trail to bite into the adventure.
Is a destination necessary when action is made, to answer innate freedom?
The burden is found with feet planted in the ground, and they cannot awake.