Wandering Trail Poem by Tamara Trombetta

I watch the breaking of the dawn
From upon the mountain’s peak
And gaze out on the valley deep.

Silver rivers winding long
Shaping land and stone.

Mighty forests standing tall
Watching over rolling plains.

Brother mountains gazing back
Guarding all between their arms.

Sturdy mountain under me
Crowned with golden silver moon.

And now I must descend again
Into the forests deep and young.

Many more streams to cross
Still more paths to trod upon.

Will I wander endlessly
Doomed to travel boundless Earth?

Will I stay till end of time
Hiding vale form any harm?

For now I’ll walk on trails unseen
Following the evening star.

Ever watching Moon and Sun
Gazing down upon the earth.

Maybe we will meet again
Underneath that flowering tree.

Then we’ll gon on to the sea
Where a golden ship awaits

To foreign shores we will go
New adventures waiting there.
But you’ll be always by me side.
Even if you’re far away.

Who knows where this trail will lead?
Twisting, turning, end unseen.

Can any mortal here descry
Where this wandering path shall go?

This unending path of life