… I stopped listening to the babbling of a brook!
I crept silently into a nest to look.
At wee hours unfeathered fledglings lifted up their head,
Expecting some morsel to be fed!
… I laid upon the grass and looked up into sky.
I watched the images of white clouds as they drifted by.
I wondered how sun could warm this mighty earth!
I knew with the depth of my soul that happened birth!
… I climbed a mountain high up to its craggy heights!
I looked over its wonder and saw mighty sights.
I watched children play hide and seek;
It seemed as if the world stood still beneath their feet!
… Ah, friend, open up your eyes and know;
No one but God can make these things so…
Only God could mold the earth and hold it in His hand!
He made it all, blessed it all, made human from sand!! …