Paths that whisper a song

A whisper
A dandelion
A daze
A Dance
A hint
A view
A Path

The place that comes to an enlightened mind
Never has there been such peace in the past
A focus and a fine printed road
There was never a view that was lasting
Something that was on the wind, a dandelion
A maximized hint about where to go lay on the trail
Dazed by the sweet aroma of mystery lit by the road
There that dirt, nature carved street paved with leaves
Ridden with mushrooms, roots, ferns, insects; Life!

Never has there been a finer whisper to enthrall me on a charming path, a dance

Paths that whisper a song.