Together

And so they march on.
As they have done since their beginnings.
As they have done some many times,
in spite of hopelessness,
in spite of uncertainty,
in spite of fear.
Even now,
in spite of pain...

They tend to each other's wounds.

They lift each other up.

They gaze into each others' eyes,
trying to find each other.  

They embrace,

and face the winding road.
They take a deep breath.
And they march on...