Where colours merge to golden light,
I tiptoe though the fields of green.
Ideas take shape and form to flight,
to take me where I have not been.
A chapter ends with goodbye kiss,
I feel no fear along this road
that always would have led to this,
a journey new with lighter load.
A time anew I can’t pretend,
that I don’t know now much I’ve grown,
and this shall have the sweetest end,
as seeds of love will yet be sown.