The Path Where No One Ever Sees

Will you come and walk with me
In the shadow of Hawke’s Hill,
Beneath the oak and pine and hickory trees,
When the evening sun is setting
And the twilight air is still
And the path leads off where no one ever sees.

I cannot offer much, but what little here is yours:
A loyal heart, and eager so to please.
Here is my arm to rest your hand.
Your comfort, it ensures
Along the path where no one ever sees.

The scabbard’s badly battered,
But the blade inside is sharp.
I’m a sword to guard your hopes and reveries.
Call on me to keep you safe
Midst the growing dark
Along the path where no one ever sees.

I’ve wondered here enough myself
Among the woods and stone,
Finding riddles in the mysteries.
Do you feel, like me, the longing
Of a heart too long alone
Along the path where no one ever sees.


Perhaps we’re much too different
To travel far along
This path together. Fate plays cruelties.
Yet ere we part, I’ll kiss you once
And offer you this song
Upon the path where no one ever sees.