Connected

Do you feel you are one with the trees And maybe even one with the bees Part of what blows through the leaves And the cause of the waves in the seas The birds they are high in the sky Up where your spirit will fly Though it can’t be seen by the eye We will be there for sure bye and bye I’d like to be part of a star There are times I think we already are The sun and moon seem so far But the entrance has been left ajar The brook it will roar so will I The bird it will soar when I fly by You can think it out, of course you can try But in the silence is where the truths lie