The sun glistens on rain coated leaves
as crystal streams ebb and flow.
Winds whistle through the rose beds,
this untainted beauty reigns.
Hear the song of rightful freedom,
glorious and true.
Flying melodies, crawling harmonies,
there is no intermission.
See the swaying audience
that grows from love and soil.
Unquestioning in gratitude
they breathe the sweetest thanks.
Far out on the horizon
concrete giants loom.
Throw down the anchor,
this is my home.