WATER WEEPING BLESSINGS SWEET

the humming bird wild at works

he does holding flows excessive to do draw across the breeze those lines

within to be the first fruit cultured

by the nectar of the author born glad to that which made nice

liquid energy flo' from His nature in the form of there-by sends sweetness

many flower buds and berry blooms

weeping heart oh of the ways of tender sorrows leaving too soon

to bestow as the soul Him-self remarks to do well and then

to go away again from what matters so making

way one by one to open to close will return through

the humming bird who flew so fast to that everlasting hunt

happiness as his salutation goes by setting on

making so i know nothing but although yet them sweet enjoyments

continues on bound to bloom from the heart up and down so

i think he does feel really tired during wandering

everyday making aways through one by one revealing

thy-self what is brave making it so to beknown sweet enjoyments

continues on bound to bloom from the heart ups and downs so

to form the love let the angel wing go passing 

weeping blessings sweet weeping of hope weeping

of kindness weeping a drop of night for something bright

oh! i can use a pen to touch, to mark truest most beautiful on the miracle

of inspiration wasn't to be sung longing for the words

weeping heart oh of the ways of sweet sorrows leaving too soon 

deciding to start, to stop in a new stay

so to go and thinking on forward flower verse 

the humming bird wild at works

strumming chords taking sips the humming bird

he has went down a stream of running water

in the dark rain sweetens upon the same again

in the bush, in the fields sweethearts

swells to the flowers there-on getting shiny in the shade

the humming bird wild at works