The path of the wanderer

With our car full of star glass
We meandered the rivulet pass

We drove the winding forest road
To find our Stand Alone abode

We slept cushioned by fire light
The fullmoon beaming bright

Where ley lines fracture stones
We found our way home

To the heart centred path
We had drifted past

The compass of becoming
Created overhead humming

Frequency shifting
And paths splitting

Where timelines converge
Our higher selves merged

We became one
Under the second sun

Swaggered through the Lions gate
With unshakable faith