The Path

Come what may I will proceed
To thread the path of duty
The path that leads across the fields
Through hedge into the hills.

Steep is the path, and strewn with stones:
The work of giants and their kin-
Who left behind a blinding labyrinth,
A maze of shadows and false leads.

Come what may I will proceed
To walk the path of beauty.
The path that reaches into the heights
That seem to touch the sky.

Steep is the path, but filled with light
From those who climbed before me-
Who left on every jutting rock
A lantern glowing with their dreams.

Come what may I will proceed
To climb the steps of the holy,
Whose journey leads across the bridge:
The rainbow to the Pole.

Steep is the path, and laced with the dread
Of those who never found the way-
Their broken bodies now on cold ground,
A nameless legion of lost souls.

Steep is the path, but filled with light
From those who climbed before me-
Who left on every jutting rock,
A lantern glowing with their dreams…

Words: Moynihan, Unknown
from Blood Axis “Born Again

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