Goethe's Path

The first rays lead the forest path from night Penetrating an ocean of dead leaves Staining the trees in a soft yellow light Leaving this path to enchantments conceived Fading away is dusk grey in flight The sun rises with flowing gold received Melting away clouds left since twilight Warming each petal so the flowers don't grieve Welcoming the morning, birds enter my sight As I walk this forest path that weaves This path I'm on is covered in sunlight Contains more life than first perceived 6/15/14