Unity Of Life Poem by Sarah Persson

On shallows of grass,
Through the hills made of green,
The houses are built,
Mainly few n far between,
At peace with the birds,
Where the Eagle that soars,
At one with the skies,
Where the wind finds its course.

Each creature that lives,
Be it big or small.
Don't bother me, no Sir,
Never once, not at all,
Each bonny wee rabbit,
We see hopping home,
Each butterfly prancing,
On winds that are blown.

Each tree where the branches
Bring shadow from sun,
Each river that flows
Where the rapids have run.

The rocks in the sunshine,
That glisten so bright,
The crickets that chirp,
Finding friends in the night,
The shadows that fall,
Where the moon hides the sun,
We all have a chemistry,
All blending as one.

Where sky meets the sea
And the sea meets the sand,
The little crabs tiptoe,
In far away lands,
Forgotten are fortunes,
Nowhere be there theives,
Just creatures and mountains,
Fresh water and leaves.