Rest and listen - the earth is singing. 'SPRING MORNING' 'Where am I going, I don't quite know, down to the stream where the buttercups grow, .............' 'If you were a cloud, and sailed up there, You'd sail on water as blue as air, And you'd see me here in the fields and say: "Doesn't the sky look green today?" If you were a bird, and lived on high, You'd lean on the wind when the wind came by, You'd say to the wind when it took you away: "That's where I wanted to go today!" Where am I going? I don't quite know.
What does it matter where people go? Down to the wood where the bluebells grow- Anywhere ,anywhere. I don't know.
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