The Journey

The journey is not always chosen  

But unknown

Filled with pathways of pain

In between glorious mountaintops

And rain

At dawn I stumble

Then look up

To see you there

Always with me

Always waiting

Always cared

Taking my hand 

For one more step

Into the forest

Through the magnificent trees

That protect me

Nature is calling

Wanting us to know

The answers lie within

In the glorious glow

The sights of the horizon

Sounds of the wind

Skies and Sea

Look at me

Pretty please