wayfaring (the lost and found)

where wonder ends
and knowing begins,

we shield ourselves
from the glow of uncertainty
and focus on forever.

the road ahead
is not paved in gold,
but we've finally
passed the past,

leaving tire tracks
on the dead ends
of the future

and fire tracks
on the uphill climb
toward each other.

on this journey,
we've strolled along
pathways of rough terrain,
wandering through
detours of broken highways.

on this journey,
i've seen your light
brighten my heaven
and i've watched your darkness
compliment my shadow.

where wonder ends
and knowing begins,

the black does not fall
out of the sky at midnight

and the sun grants us
permanent passage.