What finds itself frozen
will one day feel;
what seeds bear through
will somehow sprout.
There will be days,
young sapling, mighty oak,
the Sun, oh! He will shine;
those are the days
you soak in
every little ray you can.
Let energy in;
Let the Sun motivate.
There will be times,
mighty oak, mighty oak,
the River, oh! He will flow;
those are the days
you soak in
every little drop you can.
Let replenishment in;
let the blessings encourage.
Let courage riegn;
Let yourself never falter.
Let the open plain never dissuade your purpose;
life can exist here.
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