Where are you going?
I am going where the sweet winds blow,
Where waterfalls crash, tumble & flow,
To where meandering rivers meet the seas.
Where are you going?
I am going where sunsets & sunrises glow,
Where poppies among the sunflowers grow,
To where all the birds make love to the skies.
Where are you going?
I am going where love grows in deep snows,
Where all the secrets of life are safely stowed,
To where the bees drone soft drowsy serenades.
Where are you going?
I am going now, away to where I have to go,
Where it is not for you, but only for me to
know,
To where I entered earth, now portal of my leaving.
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