All the colours make me swell
Crimson, occur
Tiny petals in the well
Sinking under

Sea spray lashes at my cheek
Tidal thunder
Stream and brook and river run
Tell the ocean

Boughs and roots and rocks all hold
Hold their posture
Sticks and twigs and stones as well
Help their statue

As these wanders hold my joy
Life and duty
Still they cannot keep my eye
From his beauty


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Nature's Hymn song meanings
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