The Winding Corn Maze

I came to a field of green

Where the corn stalks grew so tall

The sunlight could not pierce

To the winding path below

Around and around I went

Under those waving stems

I followed the shadowed path

Marked so faintly with her steps

Down in the winding corn maze

Where the green stalks shiver in the wind

Down in the winding corn maze

Where the green stalks shiver in the wind

Such spirals spread for miles through the bending leaves

There in a swarm of bees, I knelt down at her feet

And she took me to her arms in that cloud of honeybees

Whirring in their whirling as they rose on golden wings

Down in the winding corn maze

Where the green stalks shiver in the wind