What I want …
Is a quiet hillside
To sit on in the morning dew waiting
On the sleepy sun - still stretching
And yawning trying to open its eyes.
I want early birds calling to the sun
"We’re all well rested now, give us your light
So that we can see the many colors you
Have brought to share with us! "
I want to sit there until the sun can
No longer take the glorious chorus
Of life below calling for its blessing, it's
Smile of appreciation, it's warm gentle heat.
I want to see the explosions of
Light in the Eternal East where no one
Owes any one any thing - except to do
good to another soul - every time they breathe
Without malice or scorn; without prejudice or ignorance
Yes, yes this is truly what I want...
I want it for me, I desire it for my children,
I prepare for it with hope and I beleive
That every day is another day
To sit on a quiet hillside in the morning
Dew, listening to the early birds
Wake the Glorious Sun.