Let us walk together (you and I)
toward the faintly moonlit sky.
The fire of the ice-cold night
in our eyes, burns so bright.
Fading embers turn to dust
your path, now broken, but we adjust.
And onward, onward you will progress,
This is but another test.
The journey can be a bitter foe,
But hand-in-hand we're strong (I know).
So when the dawn does break this dark,
And the contrast stands less stark,
You will emerge....not unravelled,
as a result of the course we travelled.
Instead, be aware that in the end,
You and I will always be friends.
Copyright Catherine Young, 2010.
