I want to hear the secret hiding within the trees
The wind talks gently to the trees
I want to know the story of birth and creation
I want to know how deep you feel and how dark you will go
I want to hear the secret only the wind and trees know
They whisper one to the other and back again
While the branches bend and wave
Back and forth, they go
Sometimes, I sit and listen
Hours pass
Days go by
The minutes travel and seconds fly
I still do not know the secret of your heart
I still do not know the secret of my heart
Who is the keeper of the minutes of time
Who is the keeper of this heart of mine
Who is the lover I ache for, so dear
Who is the master of my soul
And when will I FEEL
My hands ache
My fingers caress the rough bark
My ears ache
My ears listen to the the silent ringing within
The ghost of my past, passes by
The memory of what was and what could not be
The ghost of my present torments me
The phantom hiding around the corner
My future hides from me
Into the abyss I go
Fallen into time
Fallen into the roots of the beginning
Tangled, they are tangled round my feet
My toes disappear
As my heart crumbles
Little pieces of my soul are shattered and sent forth
Little pieces of my life flashing in my mind
I see the dance of romance, coming
I see the truth of darkness turning
I see the light of love commence
I see the change happen
I see the roots digging deep within the soil
I see the soul become complete
Of all this I see and know
Time eludes me
Time does not friend me
Time will not tell me more than the pictures show
So, I cultivate the soil and water the roots
Fertilize my life with love and growth
Allow the light to glisten my soul
Allow the light to glow
I breathe with the wind and sway with the trees
All of time happens in time's season
Falling leaves upon the ground
Winter snow pouring down
Spring brings forth budding flowers
And Summer time brings sun-filled hours
All of time happens in Time's Season
Wait for it
Wait for it
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