Paths

Two paths converged, and forged right on
Through forest, desert and the mountains -
Two worlds were near, and merged as one
And inspiration gushed like fountain -

Two minds, two hearts, from ends of world
Needing and loving one another -
Here it is hot, there it is cold,
We're far away, yet we're together

And I no longer play the dirge
For lives that were and are no longer:
Two paths came near, and then they merged -
And now forge onward, all the stronger.