From the recording Traveler's Lullaby

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In a Forest of Trees
©2000 Barbara T. Webber

Rushing through life's calendar
the trees flash by in a blur
You cry to me about feeling lost
and I heard not a word.
Now you tell me that you may not find your way along our road.
And I fall and crumble beneath this painful load.

I was not awake for you my dear
For the things your heart wanted mine to hear.
Like a gentle breeze in a forest of trees
I lost part of you somehow.
Please forgive me now.

I sit on a stone on the forest floor
The sunlight streams from above
I listen carefully for your song
to speak to me of love
I can only wait to receive your heart should you decide to stay
And pray for a whisper of hope upon this day.