i know where the path is
and where it leads
she says...
and how the garden grows
in its search of hope

i have seen the sunrise
in a mothers eyes  
she says...
and the moon reflect
in her smile

i have heard the calling in
the blusterous wind
she says...
and have taken what i have
to task

if there is any more
it's not of this world
she says...
for i have stood the edge
of its ledge

i have seen inside the dream  
and what it means  
she says...
and it's not in what you have
or what you've kept

but what you give away
in what is left
she says...
in the seeds you sow
as you move along the way