Fields of Gold

I spent my youth in that patch of wood,
And they were my warmest years.
And me and the trees understood,
That one day I would go to new frontiers.

It happened when a maiden came to me,
Whom I followed to a distant dell.
And I desired to be free,
From the haven that I knew too well.

She sang songs of adventure,
So I followed her across the earth.
I scaled the cliffs in their stature.
I walked across the Volcano's hearth.

We walked through America's purple fields.
We sailed seas under Polaris light.
We withstood the winds that the hurricane wields,
And endured the tornado's terrible plight.

She took my hand across land and sea.
We dove down into the ocean trenches deep.
We listened to the whale's harmony,
Amidst the squids and the urchins that creep.

And from the highest mountain we soared,
At the wind's behest, into the night.
Around us the asteroids roared,
As we ventured on our cosmic flight.

My eyes have seen fields of gold.
I've felt the blizzard's thrust.
I've seen many wonders to be told.
I watched the meteors dissipate into dust.

But from the far reaches of the north,
Came an enticing melodic sound.
And I was compelled forth,
To an old familiar ground.

There are no more lands for my feet to tread.
And that romance was swept away like the ocean breeze.
Many say in sadness I should droop my head.
But truthfully I still love the trees.