I'll be There

I'll be there wherever you are,
In the solemn winds of the autumn,
When the waters of Chenab surge my feet,
In voilets of the saffron fields,
And the reds of Chinar burn the path along the Oaks,
A bright shimmerimng glow.
When the snow covered trails and the narrow streets,
Lead the way to the valleies of the Indus,
And greens of the Almonds fill the air with a serene mist.
These gifts of austere view,
My life with you.
I'll be there.