A Path Through Wildflowers

Through fields of wildflowers I wander

The blossoms with passions unbridled bloom

Before their joy and beauty I ponder

If I will have the cheerfulness they do

I am warm by the power of the sun

Awed that the mountain should so high extend

On a path well worn I walk with no-one

I linger though I do not fear its end

The golden color of dawn has brightened

To show me what world was hidden by night

Though lost in the unknown, I’m unfrightened

Though darkness falls, I can’t forget this light

Yes, this must be the love they write about

Beauty without end and dreams without doubt