Let the bird sing
The natural world is awakening
Blossoming
Glistening
Shining
In the morning light

Things are ever changing
No one knows where to stop

Let the earth be
The frost is cold on the ground
Melting
Changing
Shining
In the morning light

Things are ever changing
No one knows where to stop

Let the crickets chirp
The night is young
Darkening
Quieting
Closing
In the moon light

All to start again
In the morning