She walks the seashore
the surf breaks at her knees
Walking upon the bare earth
blooms flowers, grass, and trees
She walks in the clouds
painting stars in the sky
Then she walks up to you
making love for your eyes.
A pot full of honey
the gold of God's gifts
Found in a tree
with bees sure and swift
The taste of the bear
seeks this dream of delight
Discovering the guardians
of this golden delight.
All gifts have a price
be it small or high
The wonders we seek
in the earth or the sky
God dreams us to life
with minds fast and bright
To reach and touch him
in eternity's night.
Be it Nature or God
of which they have been called
The collector of good
in the creation of all
The religion be it pure
indeed and in name
Is the God of Humanity
known by thousands of Names.
Be at peace with each other
for the time may soon come
When the friendships of life
be there when the last bell is wrung
For we like no other
chose the things we will do
The act we create
is our destiny to chose.