I saw a narrow maze
Within a meadow bright.
I tried to walk its narrow ways
But found it much too tight.
Then in that meadow, within a daze,
Beneath the sun's bright light,
I imagined that I felt the gaze,
Of those beyond my sight.
"Within this maze, there surely plays,
"Tall spirits, cold and white.
"Who seek all through its narrow ways,
"For the exit that is right."