The Secret Obligation

Much is said about the Bow God has put into the sky the beauty of it's colours that vainly posses the eyes The curls of waves that reach the shore at times the making of hills That men do often tame and ride for fame and thrills The taste of fruit made by plants That women gather for food Covered by skin protecting within the sweetness that we use The perfume of the roses reach the hearts of those to whom they propose The songs we sing like bells ring that call to one and all The prayers we pray each and everyday produces all this and more All the senses that God gave us with which, He us, adores