Have you ever stopped to listen to the flower who's so small
To the words that she is saying whenever she chooses to call
How gently does she whisper but loud enough for all to hear
Her messages are so potent; her lessons are ever clear
While we are busy making business and running here and there
She is crying out "Stop and listen, I have something to share"
If we don't allow ourselves the moments to stop or pause awhile
We'll miss all creation's wisdom and pass over the violet's smile.
There's something in all of nature that we so quickly lose
When we fill our lives with clutter making busy-ness what we choose
We end our days in exhaustion for some passing financial gain
When peace is given so freely; her presence causes no pain