The rapids pulled one away as
Hours of work carried the rest.
Evening brought a flock of misfortune,
Yet the rest were still their best.

Although the sky was fairly
Radiant, none suspected much from it.
Eventually, however, something transpired:

Siblings once Nawawala were found,
Tales of their years were told
Into the late hours of night, and
Lanes that once were dark seemed full of
Light.

Abruptly,
Light returned to darkness as
Icy rapids separated them once again, and
Verbal cries were called to a tanong without
End.