Endless Forms Most Beautiful

Leave the sleep and let the springtime talk In tongues from the time before man Listen to a daffodil tell her tale Let the guest in, walk out, be the first to greet the morn The meadows of heaven await harvest The cliffs unjumped, cold waters untouch

"The deepest solace lies in understanding, This ancient unseen stream, A shudder before the beautiful." Awake, oceanborn Behold this force Bring the outside in Explore the self to epiphany *The very core of life The soaring high of truth and lig