If trees could just talk What would they say I think we can know even today They would tell us to look How they reach to the sky And with every breeze To their Maker they cry What of the birds what do they say To the God who has made them They often will croon As with sweet sounding voices They sing a sweet tune And sometimes with laughter And with their own rhyme Sometimes even creatures Have lessons to to teach And if we just listen We'll hear what they preach So get out in nature With ears and eyes wide And you'll find your Creator Very close to your side. So… if trees could talk…
