Expectation cliffs loom to either side
A precipice before, rock face behind
Covenant failure leads to the fall
An impossible climb defers the attempt
Raise not Damocles' sword over me, friend
Power has no business between us
Let us find the winding path to high mountaintop
Switchback cairns lead to valley meadow
Each step planned after footfall prior
Meandering together with hunger as compass
And sleep as pocket watch
Leaders neither, followers mutual
Paths selected for easy ropelessness
Maps consulted with flippant carelessness
We wanderers solo tread near the other
Silent music played conversationally
Lose the trail or hike alone
Uncertain days spell life's great goal
Infinite games played with gusto
With you sometimes, perhaps
Roman Ryan 