Silent thoughts held within;
Within an aged heart,
Every whisper caught on the viridian breeze
Held within the secrets of life
If only we should ask.
Eternal beauty rustles in their leaves
A joyful aria and echoes of refrain
The music of truth’s delight
Reflecting nature’s awesome wonder
If only we should look.
If only we should stop to hear the song
That echoes in the trees
We would hear their spirits strain
And understand with ease
If only we should stop.