Everyday I tramp a secret path where all things wild do hide and grow.

You must think me mad to say it although I must declaim that it is so.

A madness is afoot beside the world you know; and in it dwells a heart so big you will not believe it so;

but belief is not at all involved in digging for what just may or may not be so

with a faithful dedication to your dream and the magic touch of a friend I want you to know.