All Along Our Way.

All along our way.

An Artist's sky washed with whites,
And cobbles all of shuddering light,
Base camp reached as Dawn's kiss rayed,
And whisperly we all did pray.

Station 1 with relief and bite,
Ride forth with furnace-heart to flight,
As caverns and fog truncates the day,
Cross-fingered worry at last is swayed.

Sun's frosty whisper splits the night,
Lantern's the Gate through the mist and plight,
Morning's fields wedding dressed
Ready themselves for Wintry vests.

High now, Station 2,
And, my love I now see you,
As grey ward-light devours the bay,
We shine as one without delay.

Trees and heather huddle for warmth,
Strewn as petals strong and staunch,
Mosaics form from ancient of days,
En-wrap our Love, in which we lay,

Ether Moon illums the fading mists,
Watery eyes are closed then kissed,
The prayer inside is prayed,
Place me in the Halls of day,
For we have loved always,
All along our way.