OUR FAMILY OUR HOME

 

Imagine the world we would create…

If no matter where we roam…

we saw every person on this Earth family

and all of nature as our home.

OUR FAMILY OUR HOME

 

Imagine the world we would create…

If no matter where we roam…

we saw every person on this Earth family

and all of nature as our home.

THE THINGS I COULD NOT SEE

 

I stepped outside into a misty rain…the kind you cannot see

I always smile when tears from heaven find their way to me.

I felt these tiny droplets softly land upon my skin…deciding not to stay…

Stopping only for a moment…before fading away.

It was the kind of misty moisture…you don’t soon forget…

the only rain you can walk through…without ever getting wet.

So I decided to walk some more…and enjoy this little piece of nature’s charms

allowing the drops to quietly and tenderly kiss on my head, my legs…my arms.

Suddenly breaking through the silence I heard a sound…a sweet soulful refrain…

somewhere high up in the trees…a bird was singing in the rain.

 

And I wondered was this bird singing A Cappella…or through her tiny little ears

was she hearing music in the rain that only birds can hear.

I wanted to ask her where she learned to sing…was it part of her upbringing

but I was hesitant to interrupt the tune that she was singing.

So I stood there listening as she sang up high…while I was down below

standing in the misty rain…enjoying nature’s show.

As the rain turned from a mist to a gentle shower…with nowhere I could hide

I turned and walked toward our house…then headed back inside.

As I stood safe and dry with the door open…again I heard that sweet soulful refrain

as the bird impervious to the shower…was still singing in the rain.

It’s funny I only felt the rain for a moment…I never saw one raindrop fall on me

and I never saw the bird that was singing in the tree. 

But that specific moment…will always be special to me…

when my other sense were heightened…by the things I could not see