In Step

And one time he was leading her through the darkness

And then another time she was leading him

The first time he reached out to touch her

She withdrew but searched and found his hand again


Towards the certainty of never

From the uncertainty of now

Through the certainty of pain

To the uncertainty of joy


Not Orpheus and his muse

But two lost children

Like Hansel and Gretel

Walking through the dark

Their hands only parting

Searching on the path

For whatever breadcrumbs

The birds might have ignored

Peter Jukes 1999


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