Nature
Whispering wind upon the sea
Whisper sweet nothings unto me
A rolling thunder of the coast
A sound of beauty, full of boast
Crashing waves and cliffs of art
Flow into the streams of my heart
Fly o’er head into a blue bowled sky
Sing songs until the fire that shines
Tidal waves and mountains that roar
Birds that sing and eagles that soar
The brave world serenades the moon
As creatures make for early June
Suddenly the light of rebirth prowls upon the soil of the earth
Rise up sweet miracles
Be born
Security surpassed the storm