The Eternal Traveler

They gather wisdom, pure and bright, from beings made of purest light.

The Eternal Voyager

Through portals vast, the traveler roams,
Unbound by flesh, in cosmic homes.
A wisp of light, a shadow’s grace,
They drift through time and endless space.

In realms where stars like diamonds gleam,
They dance on waves of astral dreams.
No mortal chains, no earthly ties,
Just endless skies and ancient sighs.

In worlds where colors sing and play,
They weave through night and break of day.
A guardian of the unseen,
In realms where only thoughts convene.

Through forests deep with crystal trees,
And oceans made of memories,
They find the whispers of the past,
In every breath, in every cast.

In cities built on clouds of gold,
Where stories of the ancients told,
They gather wisdom, pure and bright,
From beings made of purest light.

No form to bind, no shape to hold,
A spirit free, a tale untold.
The traveler moves from world to world,
A cosmic dance, a flag unfurled.

Through portals vast, they journey on,
A timeless quest, a ceaseless song.
In every realm, in every hue,
The traveler finds the world anew.

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