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There’s a Path that leads to Nowhere

In a meadow that I know,

Where an inland river rises                                            

Found on Pinterest on 6-21-18. Nature Walkz.com. By Christopher Gandy.

And the stream is still and slow;

There it wanders under willows

And beneath the silver green

Of the birches’ silent shadows

Where the early violets lean.


Other pathways lead to Somewhere,

But the one I love so well

Had no end and no beginning

Just the beauty of the dell,

Just the wildflowers and the lilies

Yellow-striped as adder’s tongue,

Seem to satisfy my pathway

As it winds their sweets among.


There I go to meet the Springtime,                                        

Found on Pinterest on 3-8-17. Summertime Magic. howiefarkes.com

When the meadow is aglow,

Marigolds amid the marshes,

And the stream is still and slow;

There I find my fair oasis,

And with carefree feet I tread

For the pathway leads to Nowhere,

And the blue is overhead.


All the ways that lead to Somewhere

Echo with the hurrying feet

Of the Struggling and the Striving,

But the way I find so sweet

Bids me dream and bids me linger

Joy and beauty are its goal;

On the path that leads to Nowhere

I have sometimes found my soul.