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