There's a path that leads to Nowhere <br /> In a meadow that I know, <br />Where an inland island rises <br /> And the stream is still and slow; <br />There it wanders under willows <br /> And beneath the silver green <br />Of the birches' silent shadows <br /> Where the early violets lean. <br /> <br />Other pathways lead to Somewhere, <br /> But the one I love so well <br />Had no end and no beginning -- <br /> Just the beauty of the dell, <br />Just the windflowers and the lilies <br /> Yellow striped as adder's tongue, <br />Seem to satisfy my pathway <br /> As it winds their sweets among. <br /> <br />There I go to meet the Springtime, <br /> When the meadow is aglow, <br />Marigolds amid the marshes, -- <br /> And the stream is still and slow. -- <br />There I find my fair oasis, <br /> And with care-free feet I tread <br />For the pathway leads to Nowhere, <br /> And the blue is overhead! <br /> <br />All the ways that lead to Somewhere <br /> Echo with the hurrying feet <br />Of the Struggling and the Striving, <br /> But the way I find so sweet <br />Bids me dream and bids me linger, <br /> Joy and Beauty are its goal, -- <br />On the path that leads to Nowhere <br /> I have sometimes found my soul!<br /><br />Corinne Roosevelt Robinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-path-that-leads-to-nowhere/
