An Early Winter Tale, with thanks

A group of travellers set out to return

to a place

that some had once been before,

to see the friends that lay there.

And as their view showed clear

across the high cliff of a Chamomile Mountain,

and the gentle wave of a rich Satin Sea,

they gave a thought to promises that might have been

forgotten about,

had not some kept their faith,

and others heeded them

across the distances

that were there

before them.