"The darkness of a shadow

The trickle of a stream

The sweet grass in a meadow]

As light cuts through the trees

The little barn owl swoops low

As a mouse rustles the leaves

As the length in the days grow 

The forest forgets about the freeze

And as summer song birds crow 

The weather awakens the bee's 

But as this summer leaves 

And the forest is covered in snow

The ever green trees tease

And the cold winds still blow

Not all is as cold as it seems 

And peace the animals know

Through each and every season

And all the rivers flow

As the current commits treason

The little fireflies glow

And there in lies the reason

Of things above and things below