Here we are, in theatre;
The curtain raise reveals the maze.
Unrehearsed and shunted in,
along paths where no one strays.

Diversions come from friend and foe,
guiding away from the goal.
Pulling at ropes and ladders;
Atop the mountain sits the soul.

Chronicles come and go,
memories have been made;
but the search ever continues
until the final act is played.

Once again, a belated attempt at the GloPoWriMo prompts – this one Day 17:
write a poem themed around friendship, with imagery or other ideas taken from a painting by Carrington, and a painting by Varo.