For the Love of Dawn

Come with me to the woods before dawn,

To a place upside of a tree;

Before leaves are washed by the Sun's gold

And we forget what the Father told --

Before black softens to early-green.

Though bears the mark of a thousand tears

Upon the rough and wrinkled bough,

Shall fade in the light of footsteps bare

As we go on, for the woods are near;

The light is light and dark is dark.

We're headed for that sacred-birth,

To the milk-scented wood we'll go,

And splash in the mud of Mother Earth,

These years - you'll see. shelter no worth --

The path! -- The path!  All children know!

Come with me to the woods before dawn,

Come, walk with me and you'll see,

We should never tread a path unknown

When the rules are to hang from a tree.