Paths out of here

which path do you take Master
where the oak tree’s grow
or where the Birch looks silvery
Tell me so that I know
shall I take the path of Druidry
robe up feel its worth
love the true surroundings
on this dear mother earth

feel the warmth of the evening sun
mellowing at ones feet
know your path is forward
smile at those you meet
for they all joined our circle
all of them are friends
you may not know from where they came
but their friendship never ends

for they walk the path of the silent ones
conferring which is how
friends will take forever
just to love you in the now