“Tweet”, said the bluebird to the flower
The dandelion smiled while counting each hour:
“The wind blows cold, the nights are long”
The singing of the lark as the wind cuts through the grass:
“It’s morning! It’s day! The night has passed!”
The sun smiled at the clouds as they slowly passed:
“The ducks swim on the lake and then they start to fly.
Do you see the sunset on the mountains?
Do you see the stars up in the sky?
Do you see the river and the fountain?
Do you hear the birds shriek their cry?”
“Where is the rainbow’s spray so scattered?
Where is the fruit upon the tree?
Where is the rain that once so pattered?
Or the stream that ran to the sea?
Where is the love of Mother Nature?
Where are the seagulls crying loud?
Where do you find the fruit of life?
Where is the Tree of Life found?
What do you call a double rainbow?
When or will the Earth end?
How sharp is the cry of a raven?”
Only God knows my friend