A trail is magical, lively, and fun
It is childlike the way it hides from some
The mystery of endings strange unknown
It helps if you're not traveling alone
Through woods, by ponds, or hidden fox's lair
The scheme of these by which I do not care
Yet never have the end your only goal
Relax and slowly go in warmth or snow
A trail, you see, is God's own mystery
The point of which we learn by journeying