The wicked forest, in the field of flowers
I planted just for you. There are no powers
Preventing you from gazing at the stars,
To see the streaking dust, to gaze at Mars.
I’m by your side on winding mountain roads,
On winding roads beside the lakes, the nodes
Of rivers man has made, and through the trees
That hide the singing birds and mute the breeze.
I’m by your side, so calm your racing mind—
Don’t let your anxious fear kill joy and blind
You to the field of flowers, colors spread
In living, loving patterns. Don’t be dead
To all our living moments—do not fear
Our future, a horizon never near.
Beloved, please. Enjoy your life that we
Have built, our children—let your mind be free.