The Paths in the Wood

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The Paths in the Wood

I followed dim and silent paths

To the heart of the lonely wood

Where the flickering light with dappled shafts

Lit the shadows where I trod.


I entered the wood with heavy tread

And sad and weary mind,

I knew not where the pathways led

Nor the beauty I would find.


As I walked on thro' shadows dark

I felt my sadness ease,

And I heard the song of the gay skylark

Winging way above the trees.


Then the earth became springy beneath my feet

And my steps became firm and sure,

I breathed the smell of the woodland sweet

And my faith was restored once more.


I'll never know what strange whim

Guided my heavy feet

Along the pathways cool and dim

Deep in the woodland sweet.


But I will return when my spirits are low

To the pathways where I trod,

Yes I will return, this I know,

To follow the paths in the wood. 

Simple Rhymes - By Ruby N RamsellWhere stories live. Discover now