Lead me to the autumn forest deep, Where sunset burns with magic's glow, You've returned—as if from endless sleep, A summer dawn's returning flow.
In this world of lies and restless ways You are my corner, calm and bright, You served so long through countless days, A living hero in your fight.
The autumn air already sighs, Sweet yearnings saturate the ground, Such depths of wonder in your eyes Across the distance without sound!
Lead me to the autumn forest deep, Where noise and tumult cannot call... You are the eighth wonder—a keep Of wonders that has graced us all, A gift returned from days gone by Beneath this vast and starlit sky...
