They had set out to walk Together on a road That had caught their eyes. The road to an unknown land A land with its unknown ways That neither had ever seen. Yet the rituals along the road Pulled them further still As they got so far That they knew not of time Or place or the space That between them had once stood. Time rolled on as they became one With the ceremony that led to the land. As the years did pass The land itself did tell Its age old tale. For years they took the tiny steps Each one at a time... They never knew when The land became their own Where the customs were old And so were they. How happy they were To have finally arrived. Years gave way to days As they learnt of other ways And one day a newer land did call. Would they answer back With a common voice? Could either one linger back And pretend not to hear? Will they walk that way Or choose to forever stay In that land that felt like home?
As the voices crowd the mind, silence begins to speak.