Get ready my friend for the journey ahead,
The road will be tricky and twisted with turns;
On life's winding path we're often misled.
The mission is won with tears that we shed,
May every defeat be quickly adjourned;
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead.
Do not be afraid in your soul there is said
The strength to endure whatever is churned;
On life's winding path we're often misled.
Life is a tapis where future is thread,
Its pattern mere mortals can never discern;
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead,
The path is unknown and not easily tred,
With every misstep the lessons are learned;
On life's winding path we're often misled.
May hope before us ever be spread,
May tables be set with sweetest sauterne;
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead,
Often we travel with God's blessing of bread,
Sometimes with a curse from the devil's own urn;
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead,
On life's winding path we're often misled.
Eternal doubt confused by self-belief,
Unnatural nature hidden within,
The illusion of love tainted by grief,
As completeness can only be a sin.
Requiring nothing yet absorbing all,
The quest for growth while feeling lost and small,
As mental shadows of a girl reflect,
A boy ponders the thoughts of circumspect.
The two in one intertwine, become whole,
And male/female, now a single essence,
Released to feeling joy’s acquiescence,
In tune with self, with minds, body and soul.
This freedom, long denied by sweet sauterne
An exiled spirit can at last return.
Form: Pushkin's Sonnet
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