The Green Fields   The sunlight shines softly at this time of day No one has yet risen to enjoy the view In this stillness I can feel the divine He who has placed everyone here would enjoy the silence   The dews glistens crystalline upon pure green leaves No soul human could possibly create finer art And then it hits you We move about the day so consumed with time   Nature doesn't care one whit if we have busy schedules What is the sound of a car compared to a birdsong? The green fields have been here for countless ages A new day dawns upon the land   -Dan