There’s a place I go
In fields nearby
Where I like to simply stand
And watch the sky.
I see the trees in every season
That change throughout the year
But I know that if I go away
They will still be here.
The river will still flow
The leaves will still fall
The sun will dusk the sky each night
The birds still sound their call.
For now I\'ll walk this well loved path
Let twilight gentle my mind
And wonder as I go from this place
Of other paths my restless feet may find.