Nature's Beckoning Call
Nature's Beckoning Call
One blade of grass out drifting in the wind
Nature beckons the calling of a new day
We must humbly bow the knee to pray
An angel whispers tenderly in the air
There's something stirring in the wind tonight
Those shallow promises made in the dark
Have now taken flight save the day we met
We treasured a red rose that was plucked before
Side walk fancy sipping pink lemonade with a straw
There's lines being drawn in the sand when to understand
A call for freedom with young hearts bleeding in the night
Sends a shiver down my spine to embrace so sublime
A seed dropped out of a farmer's bag in time roots sprung up
The farmers returns to find a whole host of weeds
Still we whitle a sweet song through the green leaves
An acorn was attached of a squirells tail at the end
To care for the widow in her distress & sorrow
A bitter fight and you can't even cope
Having a battle with the Old Spiced soap on the rope
Let the wind blow where it will
God is busy creating a heart that's close to him
Softly & tenderly the band played on right into the night
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