A swarm of night butterflies
And I can suddenly fly
A swarm of fireflies
I’m shining in awe
It’s the song of the mourning dove
And the lullaby of pain
From the broken cicada on its deathbed
It’s the symphony of the frogs
Toads croaking in harmony
The slither of a snake, the hop of a sandpiper
The wail of a lonely beluga
Calling back its soulmate
The click of a dolphin
It’s hidden in the roar of a lion
The small cry of its cub
It lies in the trickling water
Of a cave wall, deep in a grotto
Or the rushing of waterfalls
There’s something in the waves, something
in the ripples
How they spread to the utmost borders
It’s in the way a fish swims so swiftly
And how flowers bloom at a certain time
That’s where the Creation’s heart lies