The path of life
In the Spring, when the flowers bloom
And their brightness takes out gloom
I come to life and choose my way
ready to start from the first day
When I look at the young green leaves
Dancing on the fluttering trees
I see myself, a happy little boy
running in the forest, laughing with joy
When the trees have no leaves to wear
as the autumn has stripped them bare
the fallen leaves burn with a glow
As they spread with every blow
Of the refreshing autumnal breeze
That fondles the naked, sleeping trees
I see myself, walking in the red tide
wending the path of life with every stride
As the New Year grows to be old
and the forest becomes white and cold
I see myself, walking away
into the light, where heavens lay
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