Path Through The Evening Woods

There are last year's leaves scattered on the ground,
Like countless letters of tan and brown,
I remember when they were drifting down,
As I walk this path through the evening woods.

There are muddy tracks of doe and fawn,
A flash of fox that was here and gone.
I can sense to souls of those who've passed on,
As I walk this path through the evening woods.

May I sing tonight like a whippoorwill,
As the sun sinks low behind the hill.
May I find some peace when the world goes still,
As I walk this path through the evening woods.

The trees draw a circle in the canopy
Like a cloud of ancestors gathering.
Nodding and smiling and whispering
On this path through the evening woods.

We were both like new roses on the stem,
And the world was still one big shining gem.
But oh we were so much younger then,
As we walked this path through the evening woods.

I was born to be a restless soul,
May I lean where love leads me to go,
May I be ever mindful of what I'll never know,
As I walk this path through the evening woods.