Values
Each day each thing on Earth asks a question.
The question is, “How shall I shape what I ask?”
Each mortal asks the same I should mention
Thinking he's unique, wearing a different mask.
The humble bee as she kisses each flower in turn
Pollinating, and ensuring the spread of beauty
Is beautiful within herself having no unease
Her only concern is of the nest and her duty
She works; she cares so well that we must learn.
And the same applies to every living thing
The lark as she ascends each morn asks herself,
How loud can I sing what joy below can I bring?
The swan gliding regally over the lake
All other birds defer at all times to her
She's not a Queen, just much more like an angel
And as for beauty all others would refer.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6B5_l-yUFsE
Each day each thing on Earth asks a question.
The question is, “How shall I shape what I ask?”
Each mortal asks the same I should mention
Thinking he's unique, wearing a different mask.
The humble bee as she kisses each flower in turn
Pollinating, and ensuring the spread of beauty
Is beautiful within herself having no unease
Her only concern is of the nest and her duty
She works; she cares so well that we must learn.
And the same applies to every living thing
The lark as she ascends each morn asks herself,
How loud can I sing what joy below can I bring?
The swan gliding regally over the lake
All other birds defer at all times to her
She's not a Queen, just much more like an angel
And as for beauty all others would refer.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6B5_l-yUFsE
The Poets Garret
WildCity Writers' Workshop
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