The beauty of the earth is vast

It flows from Nature's love,

I look around and am aghast

The source is from above

 

O' how can someone really think,

"Why am I on this earth?"

Let nature be your guide and link

To find yourself, and worth

 

O' close your eyes and listen to

The painted sounds of love,

The sound of water running, to

The soft flight of a dove

 

We live today inside a box

Of artificial stuff,

We live for stacking all the blocks,

But when are there enough?

 

To rid your mind of wants and dreams

Will have the best effect,

Run, back to grass and golden streams,

And on your life reflect