Song of Love
Come, walk with me
Into these hills
Crowned
With golden daffodils
Where dogwoods blossom
In the spring
And all of Natures
Creatures sing
To each,
Their song
Of Love.
Come, witness Summers
Cloak of green
That covers every
Living thing;
A carpet spread
From peak to peak
And every valley
In between.
See swirling winds
Send Autumns leaves
Spiraling down
Toward the ground
In hues and tones
Of golden brown.
Watch Winter snows
Hide Autumns leaves
As barren trees
Lift up their limbs
In silent prayer
For days of sun
To bring the songs
Of Spring again
And let another
Year begin.
Come, walk with me
Along these trails
And learn the secret
They reveal
That Winter, Summer
Spring or Fall,
Every walk
Is worth it all:
Natures gift of
Peace on Earth.