Through the woods I walk and wonder;
Everything is open to me.
Trees and bushes, rocks and fountains;
All of Nature welcomes me.

Alone I sit at the Top of the Mountain;
Not a sound but the rushing stream.
Solitude is completely welcome;
Beauty covers and surrounds me.

Twilight coming, Sunlight fading;
The Moon is silently gleaming "Good Night."
Stars in Heaven, ever twinkling,

Sometimes I wonder if we ask too much of life. We have our idea of what we would like life to be, all neatly arranged out according to our dreams and goals. And more often than not, we work towards achieving those dreams and goals and we get disappointed when we don't achieve them.