A single piece of straw lay near,
Beneath the tall and quiet pine,
Where leaves decay and shadows clear.
The little bird looks down the space,
To find a safe and quiet place.
The bright sun warms its shiny wing,
As flowers bloom and waters sing.
It sees its food float softly by,
And spreads its wings beneath the sky.
Small feet and wings are strong and fast,
To find a home and truth at last.
Be pure and simple like a child,
To walk through danger, calm and mild.
The meadow and the starry night
Are children of the earth’s pure light.
Through hard and stormy paths we go,
To learn the peace we need to know.
Like soldiers true who gave their all,
To rise above the heavy fall.
We hold on fast to love and peace,
So life and hope will never cease.
