Š Bryce Merkl. All rights reserved.
Under Heaven The royal aspens clothed in gold Wide prairies shiver bleak and cold The mountains crowned with early snow A time to have, a time to hold Flakes shimmer under moonlit glow The whisper-steps of stag and doe Ice sheaths the face of frozen lake A time to die, a time to sow The forest from its sleep does wake Fresh rains give boughs a gentle shake Fair columbine awash in dew A time to give, a time to take The mile-high sky so blazing blue The long days set in stunning hue High meadows full of blooms untold A time to live, a time to do