Even in the ocean, Brother Dolphin is heard
    As he rejoices with Orca, and the whales.
   Their songs are by far the best to my ears
 With their trills, and trumpets and
    Clicking as if to be
        Whispering a blessing to all the Sea Folk.

       Back on dry land, the trees lift their arms
       Singing their part as the winds whistle through.
       The rain pitter-pats a tiny drum beat.
         Oh, I long to dance then
          Out of hot summer heat!
           The thunder rolls deep and strong and loud.
          My heart pounds with delight at his wonderful sound.

       So many artists in this grand symphony...
        When I listen I am astounded!
          No mere mortal can as much wonder produce,
        Nor can a mere mortal conceive
          The most delicate intricacies
           Of Nature's Symphonic Delight.
            But the Spirit of man can.
             The Spirit hears it all.
              The Spirit understands.
              The Spirit hears the symphony
             And translates it to our frail
               And oh-so-human minds.