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For many winters
The road was lost from sight
Covered by the drifting snow
Beneath the longest nights
The hills were still and silent
The fields were bare and grey
And few remembered where the path
Had once upon a time been laid
Yet under frost and frozen earth
The old stones remained
Waiting through the passing storms
The wind and winter rain
No lantern marked the crossing
No voice called from afar
Only the road beneath the snow
Remembered where we are
And when the thaw arrived
The path appeared once more
Not new
Only waiting
As it had before
The rivers moved more freely
The branches turned to green
And sunlight touched the hillside
Where the snow had always been
No trumpets sang of victory
No banners filled the sky
Only quiet footsteps
Beneath the morning light
And when the thaw arrived
The path appeared once more
Not new
Only waiting
As it had before
The road was always there
