A frog did crock to me one day.
It sang with light and love.
When it jumped across the pond,
it flew just like a dove.

His song lit up all the trees.
They shinned with sacred song.
Time did stop inside quiet
The frog could do no wrong.

It echoed with great wisdom pure.
He was so cute and dear.
As I said my gratitude
I called to him, "come near."

Come and croak loud a clear.
Come enjoy the day.
We will take a joined deep breath
in oneness we will stay.


StarBG © 2017