In the midst of silence
By the winged wings
In the midst of deep silence lies a silent thought o winged wings
Lets tell a tale to the sea as the silent winds blows down past the lushy green fields
o winged wings just as the winters give way to the humid summer slowly the effects falls like creeping grass
slowly the effects of the warm summers takes place the green lushy leaves to the paddy fields the sound of the distant nightangles seems to be a distant afar
My thoughts runs for the little birds where are they and the little animal s gods best creations have almost disappeared
O lord have mercy lets keep a pot of water to quench there thirsts let a little goodness prevail
Let care to share they are also natures best gifts