We walk in golden abundance
Alfred Schattmann
We walk in golden abundance
Through blissful summerland,
Our hands lie firmly clasped,
As if bound to one another.
The great summer sun
Has illuminated our hearts,
We walk in golden abundance
Until the end of the world
And if your lowering brow pales,
And if my soul leaves its home,
We will walk in golden abundance
In the next life as well.
To whomever such a summer is granted,
He laughs at the passage of time --
We walk in golden abundance
Throughout eternity.