Who is this spirit

who wanders my dreams

from a land so far

a forgotten land among the trees?

Who is this spirit

who is a grace to my eyes

a white light

so pure

reflecting the sun’s gaze?

Who is this beacon

which guides my forever dark path

of a journey

whose end I cannot see?

Who is this candle

strong against the wind

lighting my way

this star

in the evening sky

a lantern amidst the gloom

to bring a tear to my eye?

Who is this spirit

that makes the world so bright

my soul so warm

and the wind so cool

the trees

rocks and stones

so meaningful

our every soul

so wondrous?