Hopping through the grass
I went
to the fields
Where i had found
my friends;
The rain,the breeze,the stream,
The calm blue sky
But now
I see
The storm,the flood,
The downpours
And the scary waves
reaching for us
They spoke to us
we didn't hear
They solicited
we didn't hear
At last
they spoke loud
and we heard
we are still listening
listening....
