Her stars were all out here for us to see
The dawn is now coming out: on her way
Announcing the sweetest dawning of day
The birds are all singing a joyful praise
While flowers are swaying in so many ways
Trees are all stretching out: here and there
Squirrels are gathering around everywhere
The clouds are all uniting with their creativity:
Making themselves into such a masterpiece
The whispering winds with their gusts so high
Are all challenging the clouds and the passerby
The creatures much smaller than you and I
Are planning their travel from morn to nigh
Minerals and plant-lets are transmitting a word
In the depths of our spirits these things are heard.
Haven't you something you can say right here:
Noticed a melody in the atmosphere?
If you were invited into this song so plain
What collection of visions would you campaign?