Final Path Poem by Barry Middleton

the forest hides a mystery
a secret place I long to be
within the hills a valley lake
awaits a journey I must make

so far away I cannot say
how I will find the shaded cove
although the dusty road I see
may mark the final path for me

I hear a rain crow's mournful call
he knows that I am near the glen
where dark and silent waters rest
to greet me like a long lost friend

but none is here to share the hush
for all who found this place have died
I fear the search has been too long
and here I always must abide