How happily the seedlings are pushing through the ground
They have made it through the darkness and all the yuck around
Now they're in the sunlight and are inhaling the pure air
Despite their rough beginnings, they're dancing everywhere
The mystery of becoming has its hold on everything
There isn't a plant or creature who isn't now evolving
The beauty of every being and the miraculous of every day
Is now whispering in every moment that happens along our way.
Can you hear it in every raindrop and feel it inside the air
The murmurings of the Spirit, transporting all with care
Everything to Him is present and all will know His touch
The Eternal Life Giving Spirit loves this universe so much.