Der Wegweiser Straying restlessly away from the roads, he still seeks rest. There is always a signpost in front of him, pointing to the road from which no wanderer returns. Death? (Wilhelm Müller)
ooooh i get to see your brushstrokes in this one! that makes me get up and dance with delight. i love the mood of this piece, and the accompanying poem is just very suitable. another hit from you, good sir.