THE BIRDY'S SONG
One
day in the wood, we took a walk ,
Me
and my love, to have a talk.
The
sun shone down, and the earth did glisten;
But
we had to stop to take listen.
For
we heard from a birdie up in a tree:
"Hello, tweet-tweet, Good day to
thee."
I
sang back to that bird high up above:
"Hello,
tweet-tweet, Please sing of love."
Now
let's listen closely to the bird,
And
tune in with his whistled word:
"Make
Love, not lust, and Peace, not war,
Take
what you need, and want no more.
To
stuff your mouth, your eyes or ears,
Brings
vain regret of selfish fears.
You
are deceived by your senses,
That
look with out and build defenses.
You
project your image on what you can,
And
rape the Earth, you call your land.
If
you lived with love you wouldn't disgust,
Your
lives with hate, greed or lust.
The
senses need some taming, detachment from all lust.
Your
ego needs restraining, meekness is a must.
For
meekness lets us see, the Beauty in all things,
Unfettered
from our covet, the spirit in us sings.
So
strike that Chord where you tune in;
In
humbled tone, repent your sin.
Live
your life accord your vision;
Be
content with what your given.
You
get from Life just what you give;
So
give to Life, so you may live.
First
find that Peace that none can steal;
And
gain that knowledge that is revealed.
Then
shine your love for all to see,
And
enjoin your life with Liberty.
Love
is so important: the source of all our bliss;
The
killer of our vanity, the peak of happiness.
And
Joy is why to do it--to Love with all our might;
The landscape of the heavens, the Universal
Light.
When
the Bird's sweet song had hit our ears,
We
drank its nectar and shed our tears.
For
as he sung we wore set free,
To
live our lives in Harmony.
He
gave us hope and inspiration;
Filled
our hearts with jubilation.
In
Love with Life, we joined as one,
With
Mother Earth and Father Sun.
My
love and I joined hands, to sing these simple words,
Our
song of Peace and Love to that wise
ol'little bird.
"We
are One and One is All, We rejoice and take praise;
We
are humbled and feel the Peace.
We'll
share our Loving ways.
At
last the birdie flew away and tweet a sweet good-bye,
We
knew it was our master who flew off to the sky.