What really matters in this world you ask
Look at the pond where the sunsets shimmer
Sitting on the shore where to lay and bask
Watching all the gorgious color glimmer

Hike up past the forest filled with softwood
Where puffy white clouds drift just overhead
To almost reach up and touch where I stood
Way above where my quiet valley spread

The wind and sun and stars know who you are
As time will stand aside and let you pass
Await the end of night for morning star
Marvel at the beauty of old sea glass

Subtle greatness of life lies everywhere
By walking away from vanity fair