One World Alone, The Noonday Sun

Lay me down in a body of water
And listen to the things we oughta
What daylight leaves among the trees
Has rustled in the morning eves

Hue slung beside the snow
What day is life and so I know
In the springtime there are flowers
In the summer golden showers

Humbled be the rose in bloom
Beneath the light of gentle moon
For here I stand with earthy feet
To taste of life's nectar, twice as sweet

Cherish be those sacred seeds
By which I live and so I breed
Brethren, brothers hold your arms
And seek in new ways free from harm

One world alone, the noonday sun
Where in the fields children run
Behold the thoughts by which I seed
And follow the whispers of my lead

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