Farewell

Farewell oh sacred friend
and fade to past
Be there no ill will
nor strife between us
as we lay it all to rest

For life awaits
and new journeys to be found
and mysteries unraveled
upon this middle ground

I will not forget your friendly face
not you, oh sacred friend
be it now or years to come
or at our journeys end

Though we may go through fire and rain
and storms from rage to quell
I wish you all the best, my friend
and pray you,
fare thee well.

An old poem I wrote some time ago. I forgot about it, but thought I'd share it again.