The ancient pine

Dusty road beneath her feet Eyes on the horizon line Lonely traveler chasing dreams Home waits by the ancient pine In her heart the echoes ring Songs of old and whispered tales Her own shadow fades Hope leads her through the vale In the night the stars will guide Mysteries in evening's shroud Whispers of the forest deep Bring her closer home somehow In the night the stars will guide Mysteries in evening's shroud Whispers of the forest deep Bring her closer home somehow