The End To a Beginning

The crisp of mountain fades to blue Once snow is now mere dust Gone are the trees of green and gold And the still I have come to trust But this place is not where you are Although you have met me here No, you reside within my heart Wherever I am, you are near I shall miss the quiet wood The gentle breath of air Seeking you among the trees Running through fields so fair As little ones who soak up sun You lay alongside me Through silent meadows full of life To old and dying trees And though our time here has passed We journey to another place I follow every track you leave behind A hunter on the chase From the rivers to the seas I will follow you From the flowers to the trees Nothing is too great to loose Though I loose home and love I have only lost what you gave Though no life but from above Your breath is all I save