Open a rain drop and see deep down inside of it
Hear how it is whispering the sighs of each spirit
Ponder over each grass blade and touch every flower
Each one will transport us into the Infinite One's Power
Look at the sky's soul and see all of its horizon
Hear how the wind streams are crying out like a siren?
All of the universe and all of the atmosphere
Contains all of the melodies our souls are so needing to hear
But we are the busy ones and we are all.. running
From morning to evening we're caught up in whirlwinds most cunning
Though spiritually speaking we are all thirsty and dying
We keep on doing that will keep us from being Enlightened...