I wake up before the sun itself.
I walk the woods every day alone, armed with ribbons and unbreakable will.
Marking the path to never lose a way back.
The ways course is always changing or I’m changing.
The destination is always moving or I am moving.
You are a true runner, you heard the throb and hum of the calm in your heart.
I dare not enter the calm of Tanis, but shall lead those who will.
I ask you to teach me of your talent as more seekers emerge.
If you agree I will even bring forth the red rock to you.
So do not be tardy and give hint of the map or I shall run forever without aim.