On Misty Pathways
Stefan Weinerhall
I walk on misty pathways.
Where my journey leads i do not know.
I just follow my inner voice.
Longer and longer on misty pathways i go.
I travel into an unknown vale.
Through forests over hills and far away.
The chilly breezes of night surrounds me
With their smooth gentle touches.
The fog hides the path
Which i walk upon.
Voices i hear from inside the dark
And dusky the night have laid.
Observed by the forgotten shadowpeople i am
As i wander through their realm.
The silvery cold moon looks upon me.
As i strive through these spellbound forests.