Life holds a new meaning when you take the time to see
|The full moon is rising over the trees,|
The crickets are singing a woeful song.
As I sit beneath the canopy of sky
I can feel the wind blowing wild and strong.
Before the dark clouds come rushing in
The moon casts its light across the grass.
I hold my palms up to catch the light
Of stray moonbeams as they pass.
The raindrops start their merry tune
As drops of silver upon my skin;
The flowers bend to open wide
And take a drink of life within.
A dance begins, a merry step
That nature helps unfold;
The drink of life falls all around,
Turning the world to green and gold.
Life, a precious time for all
Of God's living, breathing things;
Take care of all that life can give
And all that it will bring