The Sound Of Growth

by Peter Strickland, UK

We touch the ground - we don’t own land
 If your heart’s free - your head won’t be
 A mystery - down in the sand
 When you fight nature – life’s much tougher
 Drink the dawn - like you drink water
 Take in sunset – like you eat supper

 We see the world - not with our eyes
 We don’t see water – rise to skies
 And the surprise – is there’s no price
 The eager fruits - grow ripe again
 Sweetness, they have it – from the planet
 There’s nought to gain – just the gift of rain

 We had almost– no trees - no birds - no bees
 Just a few – small fish - swimming in the seas

 We know that grains - of sand can whirl
 And dance real well – inside a shell
 So they can be - an oyster pearl
 This narrative - is life’s true wealth
 It’s nature’s way – and life itself
 To renew cells – and find good health

 Sunlight shining - after the dew
 Falls on a leaf – prompting belief
 That it can use – its C02
 Lifting water - with great care
 Leaves work magic – with their logic
 And with us share - the freshest air

 We had almost– no trees - no birds - no bees
 Just a few – small fish - swimming in the seas

 It’s nature’s wish- to give us more
 To grant riches – free for all 
 Whether we – are rich or poor
 We cannot count - what sharing’s worth
 Kindness when rife – is good for life
 And by our birth – we owe the earth

 The trees share news – of all they know
 Endless rumour – with good humour
 So they know - when it’s time to grow
 Fruits make noises - you’d never guess
 They’re not like words – they’re faintly heard
 As greens turn red - to find sweetness

 We had almost– no trees - no birds - no bees
 Just a few – small fish - swimming in the seas

 We hear the leaves – above the lawn
 Hear them singing – as they’re turning
 To face the light - in early dawn
 Some soils are soft – some are denser
 But shoots are bound – to beat hard ground
 Be soft and tender - just surrender

 Hear the sound of - life’s audition
 When you care - it’s everywhere
 Dance its rhythm – try to listen
 There’s a surprise – in connection
 The sound of knowing – and of growing
 Inviting ears - to life’s affection

 We had almost– no trees - no birds - no bees
 Just a few – small fish - swimming in the seas