The universe is charged and wondrous Feel the force that floats among us Resist the anger hate and greed Only take the love you need
The spirit of the trees comes out at night Dogs and children see the hidden light
Dynasties will rise and fall Nothing's written on the wall Seeking truth out day by day We stagger on our wanting way
The spirit of the trees comes out at night Dogs and children see the hidden light
Every breath is blessed and free Share the joy and dignity Love and kindness never cease Live with hope and work for peace The spirit of the trees comes out at night Dogs and children see the hidden light
In the name of the Bee— And of the Butterfly— And of the Breeze—Amen! –Emily Dickinson
Big ugly buildings don’t do much for me Walking in the woods is my favorite show The bee and the butterfly and the breeze
Dogs and leopards and bobolinks agree Give me a mountaintop slathered in snow Big ugly buildings don’t do much for me
No more bosses and timeclocks to appease No one monitors when I come and go The bee and the butterfly and the breeze
Hugging a rainbow – talking to a tree Sipping on the sunshine – living real slow Big ugly buildings don’t do much for me
Overcome by joy – overwhelmed with ease Sing with the flowers – listen to them grow ` The bee and the butterfly and the breeze
Daydream and become everything you see Take a deep breath – your body feels the flow Big ugly buildings don’t do much for me I’ll take the bee and the butterfly and the breeze
can we listen? can we talk? can we walk around the block? can we solve our problems with words instead of rocks? can we listen? can we talk? are we able to be free? can we plant a garden without a Poison Tree?
can we listen? can we talk? can we ever be certain it's not a big lie not the man behind the curtain?
can we listen? can we talk? can we walk around the block? can a man have an opinion without losing his job?
can we listen? can we talk? frustration festers below keep it out in the sun and let your flower grow
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