I crawl about from deeps of Mother Earth To the sparser reaches of highest holt. A savage taint marks where I make berth, My deft fingers bring all to tumult. ---Describing something that moves "upwards" from Earth, and destroys "all". I am that which exists without form or mind, An empty shade in the lifeless flesh of reality. --Doesn't exist: I.E. a concept My skin is scarred only in the eyes of the blind; --Cannot see it, further proof of above My worries are dust to my neighbours' travesty. --There is something higher than it My ceaseless wandering follows ancient ways, --Guided by external forces And I wander endlessly from one to the next, --Constant effect Inscribing them anew in the span of days, --"Ancient ways" being shown daily Lest they be forgotten, or I become vexed. --Make sure that they are remembered Who am I? My analysis. I'm trying to think of something else, but I thought it might be useful.