The trodden path lay soft below

Years of travel has it seen

Where footsteps leave traces hollow

Between misty fields of green

Twists and turns doth give way

To magics rarely we comprehend

Trodden path on fog bound day

In plain sight there is no end

Through the field and toward the wood

Carving between the leafy shoals

Adventures wind where once we stood

Trodden path worn by avid souls

Misty way leads futures past

On trodden path meanders fate

Til narrow ways shift to vast

Those in present must await

The misty path lay soft ahead

To great magics rarely we fathom

Adventures held in absence stead

Awakened past yields futures come