The Traveller Rests? Poem by David Taylor

I stand alone, and stare
There is no one else standing there
Just me as I look around
At moving shadows casting shadows on the ground.

I stand alone, I’m there
As you go past with many cares
Just I, as I am here
Watching all about with minds filled with many fears.

I stand alone, and smile
Thinking I have travelled many miles
And knowing I am here
Did I ever go to all those places I thought so dear?

I stand alone, and love
Loving turns all thoughts to dust
Diving deep, deep down inside
All is joined in everlasting peace that travels’ never find.