FOREVER

I Think of It All The Time
That Place That Never Dies
The Place Where All Things Survive
That Land Before And After Time

Where The First Green Is Gold
And There’s No Such Thing As Old
No Fire ~ No Ice
No Death ~ Deception ~ No Vice

Where Soothing Winds Bring A Cool
That Never Breaks The Bough
And Trees Sway To Their Endless Tune
That Moves The Morns To Twilight’s Croon

And All The Shores Are Crystal Carved
With Rivers Branching Toward The Soul
That Bring Forth Healing Fruits Of Life
Beneath Hammock Branches Tucked In Light

There I Rest My Mind In Peace
In Solitude ~ In Relief
To Know That Soon I’ll Be Right There
Forever……..To Tell The Tale