A Peaceful Fountain

Where is love in life such sharp pains dull knife no I have not lost my soul life still demands a toll Breeze of warmth blows east to west follow the wind to be among the blessed over mountains with miles of trees beyond the valley where my heart bleeds That field with grain of golden sheath acres of land sown with softest wheat harvest soon will be here time when you are missed my dear Spring still flows peaceful down the valley into creek then to river to rally cutting deep into the granite of the mountain always cool our refreshing fountain