This is the tale
of the hunter and hunted.
Night gathers and winter is here.
We find any fire to warm us.
We travel
seeking a home
a place away from the cold.
We settle, we live,
we move on, to return
We meet in eternal dance,
patterns change yet stay the same.
In time we meet again
As the stars appear
in the midnight sky
I see the light that shines
in your widening eyes
those well known eyes
I have seen before
When all journeys
are over and done
this beacon we lit
will guide us home
Entering this fantasy
Leave not the Grove
That is my home.
However far
You may roam
Walk straight ahead
To find me.
Let no dragon,
though he be fierce,
Bar you from this vision.
Ignore the bridge
That is not mine.
Turn right
Onto a dreaming path
Where woodlands grow
In beauty.
Walk on
Along the river bank.
The way across
Is secret.
Travel
In the midnight hour
To better see
The lighted way.
See the heavens
Crystal shine
Across the dreaming river
Where currents flow
In silence
And sunset glows
Forever.
You have the key
Inside your heart
The waters will not part us.
The Dreaming Path 