Bright wanderer
Bearer of the staff
I am calling to you
Like the mists of time
Or the distant horizon
You hide the ways
Bright messenger
Light on your feet
I am calling to you
Like the lines on a map
Or the marker of land
You define the ways
Bright traveller
Conveyor of words
I am calling to you
Like the wind on the grass
Or the board on the surf
You travel the ways
Bright God of motion
Bearer of gifts
I am calling to you
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