Pathway

Tall thin pine trees swaying in the wind Sunlight breaking through the narrow gap Distant green-capped fields the morning find Discarded over there, a branch with sap Yonder, redundant teacher prunes his tree Still an intellectual without a class Had a dream of one day being free And now believes that life is crass Lonely dog prowls around his den Tied to his post without a walk Why should God's creature be kept therein What would he say if he could talk White butterflies have crowded round the bush What do they know that I do not The hedgerows coloured and full of lush Nature's stories we have all forgot We all believe the pathway long And suddenly we glimpse the sight of age Why have we neglected nature's song From this day I will turn a new page Reflect you well on life, on pain Started well with hope and joy Life is witness to wealth and gain But is a failure were dreams to die