Today the clouds are all wearing their dismal colors of gray
And the morning sun is hiding though it's not too far away
The birds are happily singing even with the signs of rain
Mother Earth is up and jubilant. She creates a happy refrain.
All the universe has been roused up by spirits from up above
And every created being is being embraced by the Father of Love
The tiniest of all the creatures, though unseen by our mortal eyes
Are sending up their greetings to the Maker of these skies
Can you hear them, all these creatures, transformers of our time
They're taking whatever they're given and creating melodic rhyme
No matter the day or the circumstance they're ever ready to sing
What a wonderfully uplifting experience the creatures of morning bring.