Poem:

Listen to sweet Nature’s heartbeat,

        watch the baring of her Soul!

In the wilderness and forests,

           and  the deserts and the valleys;

In the fields and in the meadows,

             around pasture lands and grasslands;

In the everglades and woodlands

               and the gardens and the orchards;

In the parks and on the camp grounds,

                  and along the sandy beaches;

In the swiftness of the rapids,

                    and the gushing springs and cascades;

In the motion of the ocean

                      coming in to lap the beaches;

In the grandeur of the canyons,

                       and the majesty of mountains;

In the trees and on the tree tops,

                         and the sounds of rustling leaves;

In the chorus of the songbirds,

                           and the cooing of the pigeons;

In the twittering of the sparrows,

                            and the night owl’s ululation;

In the fury of the windstorms,

                              and the balminess of breezes;

In the massing of the rain clouds,

                                and the mighty claps of thunder;

In the drizzles and the showers,

                                  and the blossoming of flowers;

In the dawning and the sunrise,

                                     and the sunset and the gloaming.

Listen to sweet Nature’s heartbeat,

                                        watch the baring of her Soul!