To Join Together Once More

The rain drops seemed colder than he remembered

That wayfarer who wandered through thickets and brush

Some days late now as it was no longer November

Tightly gripping his staff and hurriedly beginning to rush.

An agreed upon place to join together once more

Somewhere the meddlesome masses could not translate

Trudging along the landscape, becoming increasingly sore

His ultimate destination hidden beyond the mossy gate.

A chance encounter bringing him where he is now

Rehearsing those words, ceasing to rest his weary limbs

One beloved to another, in the end would speak that vow

And forever come together singing old forgotten hymns.

Worry that she may not wait, refused to burrow in his mind

For the rocky path he chose, decidedly would be his last one

So leaving one life and those troubles far behind

Til at last they both would join, walking towards that rosy sun.