We went to the waterfall to hear a new song
Instead we saw blooming wildflowers standing by
We thought to look into the distance
But ridgelines led us instead to where bees fly

The feeding waters ran through my fingers
While mountain vistas held fast to its piney snow dust
We were not born before the thaw became creeks
But your falling hair spun a web to catch the things we must

Without misty morning questions
Or glowing horizon suggestions
We were lost in our own way
But our tears were never alone
Together, we would find our new home

The dark green watched quietly like a happy mother
While shadows and misty light playfully hid from one another
As our hands reached across the splintered wood
The wild children stopped to watch how we loved each other

Long stemmed perennials blushed in the light
Nothing could make us turn our backs on what we’d found
You grew quiet as your smile instead finally knew
It was time for us to plant seeds into loves fertile ground

Without misty morning questions
Or glowing horizon suggestions
We were lost in our own way
But our tears were never alone
Together, we would find our new home