when I wander where
I will
through thickets
tangled and tall
or along a
stone-curbed clear path
with shaded or sunny
landscapes
my thoughts will be
of quiet times
memories of laughter
and of love
and I shall climb
Heaven’s mansions
beautiful and bold
where no fearsome thing
shall interrupt my
focus, my sight
rather I shall be
filled with delight
in the vision of
lofty gifts from above
serene, tender,
harmonious beyond recall
for grand villas
hold unknown mysteries
ready to share their
knowledge and bring us
the contentment, the
joy to which we aspire
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