The path goes deep,
Deep like the dark
Deeper than my thoughts,
the green I smelled,
the shine I saw,
the voice I heard,
the voice of that heart,
the heart of nature,
that made my days,
that made my lullaby nights,
the voice goes weak,
were my thoughts hang somewhere,
the voice goes weak,
as I move with the time,
the path goes Deep,
Deep like the dark
as I move with the time.

                              -for my lawn,on my lawn..on those green days...