When Poem by Michael Foster

When the sun has set and the moon peaks nigh
When the stars sing bright in the summer sky
When the trees wave silent and the grasses hiss
That's when I'll be content, with all of this

When the winds lullabies in the sprightly breeze
When flowers are blooming and we smile with ease
When the honey is sweet and the clouds roll by
That's when I'll see through mine own eyes

When the sky is blue as the ocean deep
When all the creatures on this dear earth sleep
When the mountains on earth touch the heavens
That's when the lamb, to the lion beckons