Meeting You

Meeting you

In anticipated sadness

With wandering hearts

Hearts of madness

Wandering hearts

In winters chill

Unprepared

For natures will

Traveling blindly

With no free will

Looking for shelter

A way point

Along the path

To the clearing at the end

A place of nothing

Where all wounds mend

And scars are cleared

Forgetting all we thought to fear

Gathering up every tear

Including all that we held dear

Until a time

That we begin

Starting this path

All over again