I wonder why the geese fly high;
Creating patterns in the sky?
A group enraptured in a dance.
The stunning art of Providence.
I wonder why the trees are tall?
Standing close.I feel quite small.
The branches shiver in the breeze.
Ballet of winter, dancing trees
I wonder why the sun curves round
A path I see here from the ground?
The sun gives light which softly shines.
An Arche de Triomphe for the pines.
I wonder why two robins fed
On our crumbs of seeded bread?
Such sweet songs of courtship sound!
Life goes round and round and round.
How my heart sings 