All the roots in the earth

Are speaking to a heart of stone.

The children can hear it in their bones, 

And in this stone is

More than meets the mind.



The particles in the air

Each of each are holding hands.

The music sounding is their dance,

And in this dance is

More than meets the eye.



All our songs are somewhere else being played for us

By glowing hands celestial and not there.



The stars and planets in the sky

Each of each are singing tunes

And listening are all the moons,

And in their tunes are

More the meets the ear.