There is a message loud and strong
that wants to come to me.
I hear it like a distant song
floating, wild and free.
It echoes on the cool night air
and whispers in my dreams.
It leaves a feeling, soft and rare
and I know what it means.

The blackbird sings it, dusk and dawn
in the Summer time.
The robin sings it in the morn
of cold, bare Winter time.
Autumn blows it through the trees,
scattering on the wind
the golden leaves that say to me
"Listen and take heed".

Then Spring in all her glory, takes me by the hand
and standing in the sun's warm ray
amid bursting buds and dancing lambs
she says "enjoy today".