There are the birds and the squirrels and the tiniest that earth features
All of them uniting and creating some harmony:
What peacefulness, what wonderfulness, what soothing symphony
In the visuals, that I'm seeing.there's the beauty of all creation
There's a back drop of the Heavens and the plants that grace our nation
Sought after sights that can stop us from our racing"
The plantlets, and the meadows, with some moments to halt our pacing..
The ratrace and the whirlwinds, and the runnings that we're doing
Are something we can detach from without loss of what we're pursuing
Yet the tempo and the rhythm and the speed with which we move
Will be the ambient we're creating, so that others can feel our groove