The Eyes Of The Swan

  To see the river flow with everlasting glow and unshaken
continuance as the days go. Through the eyes of the swan.

  To see the flowers come to life with the early morning dew and
show there beauty for the world to veiw. Through to eyes of the swan.

  To watch the humming bird flutter from flower to flower
gather its sweet nectar for life tomorrow. Trough the eyes of the swan.

  To see the gentle touch of the soft morning breeze touch its
breath upon the leaves of the trees. Through the eyes of the swan.

  To see the white crest of the waves on the river
letting her know that all's not right or perfect
in this small world of hers. Through the eyes of the swan.

  With the small creatures scurring about as a new
blad of life sprouts out of the ground. Through the eyes of a swan.

  To see something different gives her a start, she
shouts for her young ones to being them close and
protects them with her soft gentle wings to guide and protect them from
this unknown thing. Though the eyes of a swan.

She feels the winds anger and see's the rough waters,
but she protects her young ones without any doubt.
Under her wings they snuggle and hide. Through the eyes of a swan.

The winds falls upon her with its anger and rage
but she sits there with so much unshaken faith
in her heart. Through the eyes of a swan.

The rays of the sun soon break through the clouds,
to give her the warmth that Gods still
around. Through the eyes of the swan.

Soon the peace and tranquility returns to her world and
the promise that God will always be by her side. Through the eyes of a swan.