On terrors and trials and troubles we tumble – so easily lost in this worlds wild jumble of chaos and rumors and strife and the hundreds of pointless distractions that cost us our marbles, and yet there’s a way if you manage to find it to keep from the fray all your virtues and kindness – a way to find joy, even bliss and good morrows. Your own private stock of fond memories to follow.
This path to good fortune is not for the timid and those who are on it could tell you some tales. Amid crisis and horror, between tears and sorrow, there’s monsters and fears and dark nights on each side of this quaint, narrow road full of light and bright moments – it’s peace and warm comfort in stark brilliant contrast to all of the dark scary places it goes past.
‘Tis love that I speak of and not simply friendship, but kinship – the kind that you find when you tarry along on your first timid step on this path that can be so uplifting or so very bad… but then once you have found them, this singular spirit, that follows you on and pretends not to fear it, you find you’re together and somehow the darkness is farther away and not nearly as heartless.
Your steps intertwine, there is dancing and wine and good words and good song and good cheer goes along and you find that no matter how hard the wind blows and no matter how scary the outside world grows, and no matter how shaky your next step may be, that your partner can help you, and does, day to day, in their subtle sweet magical spiritual ways.
You’re both stronger, and braver, and more fleet of foot and the sharp narrow path that upon you first took becomes broader and wider with each every day – soon as broad as each moment you have in your way and with each tender kiss and each loving caress you can light up the darkness – force evil’s regress.
Lonely souls fear to tread here and well so they should for this place is not for them – it does them no good and the road doesn’t widen and so they fall off. It is sad, but it happens more often than not. And it also is true for more than one in two that do venture this road that their love is not true and they find they’re apart in this harsh frightening place and they find that they can’t stand the look on their face and they stumble and cry as the frightening beasts beat them, then scurry away as their partners retreat, and they loose all the joy and tell sad sorry stories that frighten young children and prosper young lawyers.
So hold fast your other! You dare not let go. There is truth to this story. It’s not just for show! I’ve been down this long path more than once don’t you see and found many fierce terrible things in my spree. These beasties I speak of were you and were me as we fell off the path and made bitter decrees to get justice from all those around: our just share! when in-stead we were missing the love that was there.
So hold tight to your lover, make strong your belief, and find comfort in each other’s arms, and sew peace, and you’ll find after all that true love does survive all the slings and the arrows that life can provide, and in fact it repels them. It really is true… just remember this magic will take both of you.
– Original (c) 1998 Pete McNeil