There is harmony around us, in everything
As winter ends its season and blends into spring
The sun kisses a flower and rain makes it grow
Wind caresses the trees, swaying to and fro.
There is no sorrow in nature, there is no pain
It is a harmonious action again and again.
There is night that turns into day,
A time to work hard and a time for play
The balance of things, one to the other
A giving and sharing like sister to brother
There's harmony in everything, look and see
When I turn my attention to God
There is harmony in me.

by Carol Ann Wolfe

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