Man on the Narrow Path

It all seemed so easy, a place worthy to see... Looking for the right to be free... Finding a place to stay, a shelter for a weary soul, only looking to be whole again...   A man on the Narrow Path, His only hope and love watched his back... Is he following the right track? Surrounded by the Shadow, that there is no going home... His life is there, only to roam...   Time sent him rapidly forward, thrown his life into the fray... Will he be a hero, here to stay?   On the mountain path, they set their sights on the horizon... Seeing their journey as they travel across the spine of rock, making a city of mountains showing them the natural order, holding onto life as it grips and stretches along its sides. Still they have passage as the earth opens and winds surround them, keeping close to home, yet flawless and reaching forward, setting them abound looking for its treasures holding onto home...   Now they seek its guidance as they turn its frown hoping for forgiveness in leading them back home...