Holy are the
                         birds Holy is
                         the sun Holy
                         is the ground
that we walk upon Holy are the trees  
Holy is the rain Holy are the memories that nest in our brain Holy is the grass Holy is the snow Holy is the darkness    
                      that lurks when
                      times are low
                      Holy is the new
                      born Holy are
                      the seas Holy is
                      a flag blown in
                      the breeze Holy
                      are soldiers Holy
                      is the night Holy
                      is a boxer hurt
                      in the fight Holy
                      are the animals
                      Holy is me Holy
                      are people on the
                      road to be free