Into Dreams

BY DR. AGONSON

The forest stretches on.
Into its shadows I am drawn.

The way is often dark,
but into dreams I must embark.

Thereon my path leading
go I gently, never speeding.

For every needled dried­­­­—
every detail espied—
for all the birds which fly—
and timid beasts which hide—
to me will be a guide.
On all these dreams I will abide.