Children of The Universe

by Jonathan Murphy

For Kymberlee Iris Murphy
10-9-92 11-23-92

A Heritage of Vision was given to us all
To smell the roses fragrance
to hear the songbirds call
to watch the distant moonlight fill the coming of the tides
to understand that life if more than always choosing sides

and some have seen what can be seen of sailing ships and kings
and some are given feet of clay and some are given WINGS
And some must struggle just to breath
and some have a golden spoon
And will never leave the nest while some walk on the moon

and don't you know the life that lives beneath the silent hills
is just as rich and beautiful and just as unfullfilled
and man with all his intelect his reason and his choice
Whos to say the nightengale has any less a voice

The silver dolphins twist and dance and sing to one another
the cosmic ocean knows no bounds
for all that live are brothers
the whiperwoll, the grizzly bear, the elephant, the whale
All Children Of The Universe are weavers of this tail

so palamino lay back down and dream yourself to sleep
the hawk flys with the morning dove
the lion with the sheep
as far away as you may go
we'll never be apart
its in your dreams that you will know
the seasons of the heart