Here in the woods

Where the wisest things grow

From the roots of mother earth

To the seeds that we sow

 

But how far into the forgotten

Have we gone so long ago?

As twilight casts her shadows

On the wayward ones below

 

While mother earth whispers wisdom

For all who need to know

That it’s here in the woods

Where the wisest things grow

 

Her soul it withers where the rivers don’t flow

Where songbirds cease their wistful chime

What’s not been sown will never grow

In faraway woods of distant rhyme

 

Yet silence bears witness to waters so deep

Like moonbeams shining into the night

As mother nature arises from misty sleep

Into the dawn of wisdom’s light

 

If we could fill the sky with answers

Why we heave a heavy sigh

To stars that guide us through the night

Their wisdom we deny

 

If we could fill the sea with remedy

Peaceful thoughtful free

No mindless illusions, disaster confusion

As far the eyes can see

 

If we could move us forward down the line

On the sacred path of time

Scatter our burdens to the wind

And redeem a sense of rhyme

 

Those elusive places to free your mind

Dance on the margins of the pages

Like living memories we leave behind

So wistful sweet, hallowed and ageless

 

Are here by the lake, woven in time

In the waters and moonlight sages

These harbors of nature, these masters of rhyme

So wistful sweet, hallowed and ageless

 

In silent moments and sacred places

The waters whisper to evergreen skies

Where nature paints between the spaces

A harvest of wisdom that never lies

 

Wisdom trees speak to the waters below

Spirits of the forest together they rise

Evergreen whispers in misty morning glow

Awakens as one into sacred skies