Christmas Joy is Found in Journeys End

The night is still, the world at rest, A gentle knock breaks through the nest. A letter waits, its seal intact, A call from friends, a tethered pact. He reads the words, his heart feels light, A spark ignites beneath the night. “To gather close, to stand as one, Through frosted winds, I’ll see the sun.” Through snowy trails and winter’s call, The bonds we share will conquer all. No need for words, no grand display, Just steady steps to light the way. He packs his gear, his kinsect near, The path ahead holds nothing to fear. A lantern swings, its glow runs wide, He feels the warmth he’ll find inside. The snow may fall, the road may bend, But joy is found where journey's end. “To the Valley, where friends remain, To share the light that heals the pain.” The frost-lined trees seem to hum a tune, A guiding voice beneath the moon. He doesn’t ask why his steps feel right, He simply moves through winter’s light. Unseen, unfelt, it’s just his way, To build the joy in hearts that stray. Through snowy trails and winter’s call, The bonds we share will conquer all. No need for words, no grand display, Just steady steps to light the way. Through the frost and the fading night, Shadow walks with a quiet might. To the Valley, with heart so true, For friends and joy, this Christmas anew.