I should always be
where a songbird sings
beneath a tree
and the flutter of wings.
I should always be
where the sun shines
where the wind blows free
with the breath of pines.
I should always be
where the grass grows green
and the mountain peaks
can clearly be seen.
I should always be
where stream water rings
over rocks to the sea
As I bend my knee
at the wonder of things.
June 1989
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