Where the autumn leaves don their best

And the seasons grow a little older

When even the waters catch their breath

And the butterfly rests upon your shoulder

Gently whispers the hidden light

In the garden of evening song

Peaceful vistas into the night

By the lake where we belong

Shadows dancing where the waters run

By the river flowing to the waiting sea

But content we are, in the afternoon sun

To linger awhile, beneath the trees


Trees reach up to touch the night

The sleeping forest breathes and sighs

Stars await to cast their light

And dance across the whisper skies

Walking through the forest

Where silent spirits roam

Surrounded by a peaceful solitude

Feels like home

A walk in the forest

Along the winding trail

In the company of simple things

Our madness conceals



Surrounded by silence

Along the winding trail

Nurtured by nature

A wisdom that heals



Beneath lofty wonders

Along the winding trail

We surrender to mother earth

Her mystery reveals

Where the river flows through silent veils

In the sheltered forest her spirits rise

On hidden waters and forgotten trails

Beneath the shade of sacred skies

Morning rises beneath the dawn

The earth she smiles her eyes awake

And sees the light a living grace

Across the misty morning lake

Far away, there is a place

That beauty will not forsake

Full of wonder and quiet grace

The peace of woodland lake