Beside the daily chatter
Along the quiet paths
I wander open hearted
For peace to come at last
Once silent and forbearing
I watched and learned my way
This way of life took over
And buried was the blaze
Now kindled, gently stirring
Small pieces of my mind
Circle in a whirling wind
Unsure of what they’ll find
Days of mime are over
I follow from a dream
Imagination in control
And faith my loyal friend
But still I’m lost before you
I don’t know what I feel
My hands go through the motions
My thoughts sift through the maze
Walking through new cover
Thick cedars light my way
The earthy scent hangs heavy
And takes my breath away
It’s yours my darling forest
My breath a dying fog
Into my lungs, I bring you
And share your pulsing heart
