Roots of Harmonny
The old mill stood still
It didn’t have the will
To do its job to fulfill
The grain waits until
The water hits the wheel
Then the grain to grist
Richest flower will exist
Bread of comfort it will list
The family it brings power not mist
The community is raised and broadened
The earth is strengthened nothing deadened
Just because man and the land befriended
The soil made it rich with gifts when not left unintended
A complex world starts with a good amount of corporation
Sun and rain and mans labor burst as grand emotion
Every part rest under the wonderful bounty without question
The barns the granary are bursting now what marvelous sensation
Rest all you that have labored enjoy the fruits without tribulation