Birds woke me early this morning
Their song rose high and clear
I was not annoyed to be woken so
Their song was a blessing to my ear.

Their song rose high and clear
Through the town’s urban noise
Their song was a blessing to my ear
And I rose up with grace and poise.

Through the town’s urban noise
I walked with nature at my feet
And I rose up with grace and poise
To sing and dance and nature greet.

I walked with nature at my feet
And overhead a squirrel leapt
To sing and dance and nature greet
In prayerful pose, like an ancient adept.