Far down the twisting path I go
Beside the one I cherish true
‘neath knotted boughs, o’er roots below
We in our steps purpose imbue

For we have sights set on a truth
That lies beyond the edge of sight
A thing sought since the pride of youth
Diminished in new wisdom’s light

I lift her up, she grasps my hand
And pulls me through the corridors
Of shadowy and unsure land
Just as I shield her from life’s sores

And though the truth lies yet beyond
That which we see before us still
T’ward it we go, for ’tis our bond
To climb together that lone hill