Have you ever heard the pitter-patter
Of soft raindrops that on soft leaves splatter?
And listened instead to natural things?
The honest sounds that the world freely sings.
And enjoy the arts that have always been.
The magic that ruled your ancestral kin.
Beauty brings beauty, again and again.
It’s how the world lived on long before men.
A harmonious chorus rules the Earth,
While we mortal fools don’t realize its worth.
And instead, just enjoy, what’s here for all:
The God-given songs that from heavens fall.
The next time you’re given this common choice,
Open your heart to the Earth’s open voice.