In the beginning, there was magic.
It made the sky bluer, the water taste fresher,
And butterfly-like melodies floated in the air.
After the beginning, there was danger.
The roads were bumpier, the sun didn't always shine,
And the end seemed to be waiting around every turn.
Then, we held on tight, we truly loved, and it turned out
The valleys weren't so steep, the mountains were conquerable,
And together we cleared the fog.