Along the path least taken there awaits
The shadows of doubt beside each gate.
The path is covered by a leafy din.
Each one beckons, "Enter in".
Sun rays like golden shafts
flicker and wander fore and aft.
Soft music goes unheard as illusions
take the place birds' songs with no conclusion.
The whispered songs cause no alarm
they are filled with love and charm.
Let fear escape from the heart held in.
Listen to the music
Again and again and again.
