There were lilies on the mountain,

There was coral in the sea,

And every kind of creature

Made a home in yonder tree.

 

But the flowers have been taken,

And the ocean floor is clean.

The life that filled the forest,

Strangely silent; none is seen.

 

So we pause to share our sorrow,

As we fear what is to be.

Yet we hope that by the morrow

All regrets have been set free.

 

But the lily on the mountain

And the coral in the sea,

All that lives within the forest

Sheds a tear like you and me.

 

 

April 2016