Wind In The Willows

As I went a walking
One morning in spring
I met with some travelers
On an old country lane

One was an old man
The second a maid
The third was a young boy who smiled as he said
"With the wind in the willows
The birds in the sky

There's a bright sun to warm us wherever we lie...
We have bread and fishes and a jug of red wine
To share on our journey with all of mankind."

So I asked them to tell me their name and their race
So I could remember each smile on their face

"Our names, they mean nothing...
They change throughout time
So come sit beside us and share in our wine"

So I sat down beside them
With flowers all around
We et from a mantle
Spread out on the ground

They told me of prophets
And peoples and kings
And all of the one god that knows everything

"We're traveling to Glaston
Over England's green lanes
To hear of men's troubles
To hear of their pains
We travel the wide world
Over land and the sea
To tell all the people
How they can be free..."

So sadly I left them
On that old country lane
For I knew that I'd never see them again
One was an old man
The second a maid
The third was a young boy who smiled as he said...