I would lead you gently by the hand,
tip-toe through that mystical land;
walk through mist and dark intrigue,
another mile, a half a league;
til the journey’s end is done….
and we are never, ever again,
alone.
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I would lead you gently by the hand,
tip-toe through that mystical land;
walk through mist and dark intrigue,
another mile, a half a league;
til the journey’s end is done….
and we are never, ever again,
alone.
There’s a graceful simplicity to these lines – and the language you use (with gentle hints of almost archaic words) creates a sense of a grand journey in the old style. It is a travelling towards something great and good – as in all the best mythic tales.
To bring it to the conclusion that it reaches is beautiful: the two who have journeyed will never be alone. The feeling is that they have been so before – but not at the end of this journey. This will stay with me for a long time.
Thank you Anne, and I apologize for not having responded earlier. I hope you will continue to read me. Very encouraging when someone as talented and erudite as you does that.