Where do I begin and end.

Where do I begin and end, a story told And natures friend- the willow weeps in solitude,

and birds begin their voyage home

I'm a wanderer in a place of stillness Yet travel lightest of the heart,

In grand or little steps apart, no wing Could feel the beauty there

In all that the wind would softly share

Could I fly if feathers formed, or would my feet in parting sigh,

For all the roads I've walked upon

The last I must endure to fly.