shade tree

suddenly startled, I don't know how it can be
I thought I was there
resting, smiling
underneath a shade tree

the path I walked, leading me straight
clear, so I thought
but fog came on my way

and so into the dark, that cold, cold night
I walked, as I was blind


frail to burn


perfectly, just, when I was forever lost
the sun arose, and I saw

alone in a field, a tree had grown
beautiful, I knew
to sit, nowhere else to go

full circuit to beginning, surprised I now can see
I am finally found
resting and smiling
under the only shade tree





psss.... I engineered the poem in a specific way, try to find out how...