Saturday, 3 March 2012


Have you heard the song of the Sun
As it rises each morning at dawn?
Or the sigh of the clouds as they pass by?
Or the rainbow's laughter? Or the lightning's cry?

Have you heard the brook gossip with the trees?
Or heard the flowers serenade the bees?
Have you heard the complaints of old man oak?
Or heard the hawthorn's latest joke?

There is harmony and joy within each breath,
Laughter in life and peace in death.
Everything is what it's meant to be
Content with that, 'cept you and me.

To be ourselves, to find our place
That is contentment. That is grace.
To join the choir of earth an sky
To sing with the Sun in harmony

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